Randomly exposing your lies to sheets of paper via pen
You have a script
Lines you read
Memorized over time for a play you will repeat over again
It’s no broadway show but I’ve seen the actI could never empathize with the emotions
You had my sympathy at best
Your performance was nothing more than a rehearsed act of crippling untruths
In front of you I sit in an audience housed in a theater seats filled but I’m unsure of their presence
Guest who hold tight to the gripping suspense while I sit unmasked
You asked that I stay attentive to the story
False facts
Locations that are unheard of
Timeframes that don’t match
You stumble over lines because you don’t even believe them
No practice could tear down these webs of fabrication
Caught in an entangled fib
Creating problems out of old habits while refusing to stand like a man
You’re too proud
Instead you bowed at the risk you took with this facade you got away with
