Liar, Liar Your Consequences Are Dire

When you look in the mirror you only see yourself,

no one else.

No one else but you.

No one else matters to you,

only yourself.

Yet, I stand by your side,

continuously being tormented with your lies,

with your other side.

How does it make you feel when I tell you I love you?

Are you even able to feel?

What do you think of when you see that when I'm beside you,

I'm smiling?

How do you feel when I am polite,

and sweet as can be....and you are as vain as possible?

I'm as dull as a knife.

But how can I be dull,

when you are the one grabbing the knife,

and brutally stabbing me in the heart repeatedly?

It is like you are handcuffed to my heart,

but there is no key.

I want you to treat me right for once,

but you are just too much of a liar,

too 2-faced, and too much of a backstabber to change your ways.

You are hypocritical.

Though, I still love you.

Sadly.

I don't think I will ever be able to find the key,

and unlock you.

Where is the key??