White Rabbit: An Ode to Hypocrisy

You love the sound
of your own voice
echoing in your holy chamber
ritualize, visualize
getting only your own way
on your pious altar

Speak like a priestess
in the way you televise
your perfect little lies
gaining followers who only taste
the fabrication of your perfect side

No one can expect apologies, but you
No one can get away with crimes
but you

You wish to speak of double standard
Well, what's the matter?
don't like the truth
when it comes around
that it's been done by you?

oh how does it feel...
to get away with murder?
run away with ideas
that everything would be
white picket fence perfect
in the end?

So twist every word I say
keep everyone
away, away oh away
let them think I am
wrong

Speak my name
with the worst of intent
place weight on the flaws
that were never yours to judge

While I had always waited
for you, catering and waiting
for something like the truth

So claim ulterior intent
where none exists
create nothing but contempt
and divide those you say you love
then cry...
Claim it's so unfair
when you see the hatred
in our hearts

Craft offense where none exists
then expect me to walk the line
to not trip over the finest wire
you place beneath my feet

Oh little rabbit,
so perfect, snow-white
against the evergreen
no magic takes place
in your mind
there is no wisdom
to your schemes
you exist to only
kill dreams

And you can run
hop away from all duty
but time catches up
and-

Tick tock
we will all be gone