Funny how hypocrits hate hypocrisy

And liars love the truth

And men who hate their fathers

Become bad one’s for their youth

And lovers are never loved enough

And listeners are never listened to

And all the healers never mention

That their hearts need mending too

And the friend that is a shoulder to cry on

Cries herself to sleep

And the boy that makes everyone laugh

Hides in the bathroom so he can weep

And readers never have the adventure their seeking

And promise makers never keep the promises they claim to be keeping

𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗜 𝗵𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗶𝗿𝗼𝗻𝘆