The great pretender
Oh, hello. You’re the Great Pretender.
Oh, hello. You’re the Great Pretender. Little lies light you up So shiny! For others. A smooth, even boring, facade. A face with a smile and dull eyes. Encircled by buddies clasping shoulders and fists saying yes! with wine and beer breath. Such a Great Pretender! Admirable, how you have no emotions and so much sureness of being right. How does it feel, to be you, Great Pretender? Silly of me. You’re like a golem A clay creature with some magic and no soul You can’t answer.
This poem is part of a series about my friends’ exes.
