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.