i always knew you were a frail monkey
running around with your hands up
two seconds from screaming

a natural coward with a thick skull
too insecure to stand still
always silently begging

a shoddy mirror
for a prisoner
a staged house
reflecting light
a generic cookie
packed with sugar

nightmares of mediocrity come to life
you embody shame
like a dull knife
pointed at the truth
you stare into wounds
and shift the blame
stuck in an endless, boring game