Second to Everyone

Empty words and topped off glasses
Disconnection as time passes
Social for sake of recognition
Desperate, seeking validation
Care not given to detail
Calm exterior, internal flail
Testament to the love of self
Empathy gathers dust on shelf
Weaving through this verbal nightmare
Assailing tongues set traps to ensnare
Unknowing lips, they meant no harm
Evident by their smiles and charm
Betrayal made by friendly ears
Corruption of faith built by years
Carry on as humans do
Rest in remains, faithful Number 2.