FAKING

It is easy for you, lady of the lake

to claim to understand the hand from which you take

but a coward can crawl and deny any sort of undertaking

of courage and honesty in the face of such faking

she uses words and a pan pipe to utter absurdities

claiming she's living in the hollows of elder trees

whilst honking your praises for the kingdom to hear

atleast you'll always know when she's near

As the sun sets over your budding youth

and you claim to know yourself and those who love you

take a second, just one, not a few..

and ask who provided the truth

he was too scared, or young, or confident

and he broke you with words of indifference

a master of transfer its not me its her

and here i am writing words as if all this will help.