Temerity

Little by little it kills me
The act of hiding each deeds
Slowly and deeply it hurts me
Where ignorance and vagueness rises.

Excuses are sentences that come out
While pretend is what is performed
Two of us actors trying to save the scene
Or the world will call us player .

One still ready to improve
Other trying to give up for another
Complications is described here
For Suffering is felt along with anger .

Being faithful isn't enough
Better Treatments turn fake
Each shedding slough
And creating thunderstrike.

Lake of understanding
Change of priority
Better if it starts ending
To avoid further temerity.