Spare me your trickery

A big smile; a friendly wave;
So wonderfully well-behaved;
But the minute I turn away -
Out come the claws to deprave!

There’s no evil ploy I devised,
Nothing ever said in vice,
I can’t see, I can’t surmise
Why I am being criticized!

Is it that we once disagreed?
Or is it just plain jealousy?
Did I cause distress to thee?
Or bring about an allergy?

You’d never know all of me -
My joys, my sorrow, my anxiety!
There’s much more to what you see
Or what you think you do perceive

So I pray – just let me be
And spare me all your trickery
There’s no need to befriend me
And no need to make me your enemy!