Mask ( String of Tanka)

I can see through you
Behind the mask you put on
Lurks a wolf grinning
Sheep's clothing doesn't suit you
You're cunning, sly as a fox
 
I can smell your scent
Though you're miles away from me
Reeking putrid smell
That makes me want to throw up
Each time I sense your presence
 
It's your energy
That brings out this reaction
I do not hate you
It is your negative vibe
That rouse this feeling in me
 
There's something in you
That smells chaos and fakeness
Smiles of pretensions
Adorn your angelic face
Hiding a devilish smirk