There’s dirt and shame upon my face,

I know it well, too well!

But yours is stained with hypocrisy

so, I would say, we’re even.

Let’s cleans each other, shall we?

What a marvelous idea!

I’ll use my claws, you use your teeth!

So, when we walk the earth, my friend,

You - dripping blood and anger,

Me - missing parts and empathy,

Both - laughing, hugging, faking,

well, they wouldn’t notice

the knives we used

to stab each other’s backs.

Aren’t we besties, fake one?