she is not real

A lady that never gets satisfied.She acted like she was purified maybe a saint from the previous times because it never hit my mind that she is just a cruel lady.I am glad I saw it before I fell deep in it_just before I drowned.The tears from her eyes seem unreal and her words are too light to be true.I cannot judge her,I cannot say that I am perfect or tell who she really is before my eyes.To believe or to trust are two different terms but work for the same purpose at the same time.I will not work myself out trying to convince her to be good or make her believe that I am different.