Tired of pretenses
How do you tell them,
drunk on their self-righteousness,
they are terribly wrong?
How do you bring them to senses,
intoxicated by greed,
they've got more than they need?
How do you silence them,
boasting their lofty virtues,
echoes exposing their hollowness?
How do you tell people,
showering chichi care,
that it makes you puke?
How do you tell them,
keeping up their deceit,
the guilt,the shame,the remorse,
drowned in brazen overconfidence
that you saw their smirks
How do you tell them,
the hand they
outstretched for a kiss,
is meant to join the other for forgiveness?
How do you show doubt
when faced with a lie
told so beautifully
that you doubt the truth?
