This is nothing new,
It had occurred before,
Since I had known you,
You treat 'us' like a chore.

Your knight in shining armor,
Who you so desperately chase,
He is merely a charmer,
Will leave, your efforts gone to waste.

Your insincere, shallow friends,
Whom you had allowed to purloin my place,
Will leave you as the day ends,
Emptiness shall consume your smiling face.

Shutting your eyes to live in a dream,
Shutting my eyes to let tears dry,
The superficial not as it seems,
You cheer, as I silently cry.