You Fake Bitch

I've come to be someone I hate
Whom I profess to despise
And if I let her stare long enough
She'll see it in my eyes.

She'll see the truth that I've kept hidden
The tears behind the smile
She'll gawk at what others only glimpsed
A hypocrite in denial

I'll say I hate what they've become
I'll hate the truth in lies
I'll say I hate the counterfeit,
BUT WHAT THE HELL AM I?

Am I the one who'll openly cry?
And tell you of my pain?
Or are my cries for pity's sake,
With your sorrow, for me, to gain?

These emotions that tear my days apart
And leave me awake at night.
Do they come from past regressions,
Or do they come from fright?
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©2000 Damien Roenfanz