Why are you here?

It’s not like u even care. 

U think you’re so good at Pretending

As if I’m unaware.

You smile and shake hands

While holding onto mine

But only when there’s witnesses

Are you ever so kind. 

Sometimes you forget yourself

And they catch a glimpse of your charade

Of The man behind the mask

The driver of the float’s parade. 

Off to your corner you slink, 

When no credit will be paid

For how you treat your wife, your son

As into the shadows they fade. 

You live for you and you alone

For yourself,  any Challenge braved,

But for those you claim to love

There’s no price you’d willingly pay. 


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