Being deceiving.

Am I good just to make people believe that I am?
Maybe to get validation or to complete a scam?
Sure I not know what drives me to act kind
Throwing myself as someone who's not my mind?
Available everytime or so, they say they find ;
Care for them is what they think is the crime?
Yesterday someone very dear to me said this-
"You only act good but you have no such intent"
I don't know I may not have that intent.
Perhaps playing as someone who wanted things to end?
What I did for us only I know within, never learnt to communicate that surely I can admit.
I failed to deliver my emotions as my part
Maybe that's the reason you think so deceiving things I craft.
Now only hate is all you left with, cursing upon me,
Which somewhere I can find reasonable,
But that notion I personally don't buy cause hate in me for you would make my soul dry
In times amidst the anger, hope you find solace
and someone you can be with who entice you with grace
Only one request now I want to make,
Reminisce the memories we share and give wonder a chance, look for my selfishness in those every glance;
And if ever you find it there even for a single score then make your peace with hating me thousand times more.
Then maybe I am a selfish or of deceiving kind
No then I will believe I am deceiving and I will not mind.