You
are such the leader,
such
a friend you claim to be
yet
you such the turncoat
never
opened your eyes to see.
I
went to lift my voice,
the
greatest joy I knew,
I
went to talk to a friend
but
all I found was you.
You
such the hypocrite,
you
never even tried,
such
to understand
the
reason that I cried.
You
such the traitor,
you
thought my tears were lies,
as
they ran down my face,
I
only wanted to hide.
I
needed to talk to you,
to
tell the world my pain.
I
needed someone to tell me
it
wasn't all in vain.
But
you such the wise man.
you
saw so well to see through me
yet
you such the antagonist,
you
never failed to patronize my pleas.
I
knew I needed to speak my soul,
but
my voice deserted me at last,
I
knew I needed to find the words
but
the time had already passed.
You
are such the leader,
such
a friend I thought you were,
yet
you such the turncoat,
believed
the lies you heard.
Rainbough
Bouchard
copyright
1998