#1
I've become a possession,
an object to you.
Double standards will Suffice,
because I'm not an equal in your eyes.

They patted you down
found a single strand of my hair.
They leaned into smell you,
Shocked when it was the smell
of our night rolling in the backseat.
I'm greeted with black news
The liar now bares.

He's coming up with tails.
He's coming up with stories.

Excuses and loop holes
To cloud my vision of what I obviously know.
I swear the same thing is always on my mind.
#2
Not a huge fan of the first stanza, and the use of 'smell' in back to back lines irked me, but the rest was good.  Definitely accomplished what you set out to.
OBEY THE MIGHTY SHITKICKER
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