Evil Nerd: Part-I

i feel cold whenever i think about those moments

and that how he used me whenever he was in for a gain

i understood him very well yet always fell for the trap

the masquerade of happiness failed to hang from his face

the smirk on hos face continues to haunt me

even when i meet him sometimes

i can't look into his eyes and ask him to beg for forgiveness

but i still try my best, with head high i walk past him as if he never existed

About- This poem was written on January 4, 2026; 7:34pm and is part of "Ashes of Us: The Haunted Chapter". It is about someone who posses the ability to deceive you with his ability to put on a face of someone who appears trustworthy but is actually an evil nerd with glasses. Fucking loser!