A Meaningless Collection

Masquerade

The danger in exercising forgiveness,

is some people are quick to notice an opportunity

They transform it into a weapon

to strike at the chinks in your armour

How long do I have to keep up

this exhausting façade?

I might have to accept that happiness

isn't one of my personality traits

Do I deserve any of the friends

I've collected over the years?

Playing the role of a character who is content

wasn't in the job description

I damn myself with this circular thinking

I condemn my friends for having known me.