The illusive behavior of my opponent

You have tricked me you little thief
You've tried to rob me of my soul- complete with grief.

Masking the faces of children in need
You have  dis·a·vowed me to settle, to hold me hostage by your greed
confused and corrupt, Your illusion is petrifying
undeniably Intoxicating, forever trying.

But I am through.  

waiting for clear evidence

I will keep my options open, engage in heavy duty abstinence

looking for a trace
To peek it's pretty face
I will gladly step down from your good grace.
You are no longer in control, 

you will try to grab me 

make me think I am whole.

But I can see with clairity
Your fucked up disguise is not true charity