So content are your ways
The confidence in your eyes
I would have never realized
You were living a double life
But who am I to say it’s a waste
I am just another looker
Another form of a companion
You walk in this world
Your head is held high
Not even noticing the broken pieces you left behind
I try to help you pick them up
But you are now the cause of why I am cut
People fall at your feet
Stare into your eyes
But I know the truth
There is no depth in you
There’s nothing there
Only a blank, cold stare
Your superficial ways might be a stage
But when is enough, enough
Until it drives me insane?
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