Hypocrite!
You come to me
with your sickening
sanctimonious smile
pasted on your face
You try to lecture me,
accusing me of actions
that superlatively
decribe your own
You're in no position
to try and make me feel
convicted
Hypocrite!
I've tried so hard
to hold my breath-
my face turning blue
I've tried so hard
to bite my tounge-
it's bleeding now
It's my turn to talk...
...and it all goes quiet
before a whisper turns into
a scream
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It's spelled 'hypocrite' not 'hypocrit'