WOLF IN SHEEP’S CLOTHING

A person’s true colors always rise to the surface, ignited, sparked
and fired;
The conviction of one’s volition is always something to be admired;
The perfect vision spoken being painted in your mind;
To hook, line and sinker you blind;
Dominating you with his hidden intention;
Swearing forever only wanting your attention;
Very persuasive he makes you feel as though together you both
have ascended;
It is a premeditated smoke screen he has presented;
A methodical trap;
He has women he sleeps with all over the map;
Riding their backs for all he may need;
Leaving behind many hearts to bleed;
He is a wolf in sheep’s clothing with his predator ways acquired;
Reeling you into his world to quench all he may want and have
desired;
Late nights out with the boys;
Treating women like toys;
Little Red Riding Hood had a plan;
She has to be one step ahead of her man;
Little Red believed in truth and would shine light on lies to be
seen and not hidden;
The Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing is addicted to deception seeking
pleasures that are forbidden;
He covets to gain more;
Never satisfied by something he has had before;
Girlfriend, mistress and action on the side;
Intuition, Little Red must confide;
Apparently he cannot go for long without getting his ego fed;
Let us see if we can set him up to fall into Sexy Granny’s bed;
By the way, Sexy Granny is the ripe old age of twenty-three;
Strutting her stuff in the prime of youth for all to see;
Nicknamed Sexy Granny for all the wisdom she contains;
The sensuality within her always sustains;
With Sexy Granny as bait;
Little Red seals her own fate;
The Wolf spots Sexy Granny and follows her trail;
Those bread crumbs you are dropping are really quite stale;
Sexy Granny strokes the Wolf with flattery and he got off on all
that she said;
Back to her place, Sexy Granny led;
They connected under the covers
Like midnight lovers;
Wolf hit the street;
No guilt from his deceit;
Climbing into bed;
With Little Red;
The next day Red said, “Wolf, let me give you a tip;”
If you want to play do not be in a committed relationship;
Why do you not trust me? You are so insecure, you are acting
insane;
Wolf’s anger emerges with manipulation tactics spinning
around in his brain;
I believe your comment about trust is misstated;
Red hands Wolf a copy of the DVD Sexy Granny created;
My privacy has been invaded;
Wolf you are so jaded;
It looked more like your ego was serenaded;
You are just angry that you got caught;
It is very clear here what you sought;
Hidden cameras do not lie;
Goodbye;
This imaginary relationship is over and done with;
The Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing is not a myth;
You are it;
The shoe does fit;
And I refuse to settle on thee;
For there is an abundant amount of fish in the sea;

Victoria Levine

It is not a nursery rhyme, The Wolf In Sheep’s Clothing really does exist and will do whatever it takes to achieve gaining his desired result.  Do not think you can change a player.  That is what they want you to think.  As soon as they have concurred you, you are viewed as disposable to them.  Hearts are broken and the memory of you is just a token or another notch on their belt of conquests.

Self worth must be valued, known and owned.  Do not waste your time on a player!

I must confess, I fell in love with a player. Of course I did not realize it at the time, but there were signs at nearly all stages of the relationship; from beginning to end. I chose to second guess myself, go against my intuition, and allow him to convince me that I was delusional. I even let my boundaries become crossed because I fell in love with the idea of what the relationship could have been, not what it actually had been. I did not look at his actions, I just listend to his words which manipulated me and allowed me to easily ignore the reality of what his actions actually were.

This is a harsh reality, but its real, and it happens every day to unsuspecting victims. Educate yourself about who you are with, ask many questions, look for patterns, and observe him and his friends. Listen to your intuition, keeping your eyes wide open, and look out for the Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing.

By: Victoria Levine