Lies and Deception

Smudged eyes,
should have taken that mascara
off before going to sleep,
but it's not as if there's
someone to impress.
Just a reflection in the mirror
that is an unwelcome visitor
most days.
Truth is, I'm not quite
used to this.
You always used to say
"you're too beautiful,
too lovely, too simple"
for all of this frivolity,
but you're a liar.
And though the most
obvious of your lies
were about who you
really were, and not about me,
I find it difficult to tell the
difference anymore, so
I trace the lines around
everything you ever said to me
and count it all
deception,
because it's easier this way.