A smile that hides the truth inside
A heart that beats with envy's pride
A tongue that speaks with forked design
Praising loud, while secretly malign

With eyes that gleam like polished stone
They watch your rise, their own throne
They offer aid, a helping hand
While hoping you'll stumble, lose your stand

Their words are honey, laced with spite
A venomous sting, that cuts like night
They wear...