A Collection Of Poems

Hypocritical

Hypocritical

impudent

I am ashamed,

This is not who I thought you were.

Compassionate

Self-giving

I am ashamed,

For this is who I thought you were.

All this drama,

All the lies.

Why do you wake every morning,

To put on a disguise?

Why can you instead,

Be who I thought you were?

But that is hypocritical

And I would be just like you.