The Leader of the Pack

In that department,

you were hands down

miles in front of the others

light years in the right direction

But I got very good at wearing two faces,

because after all,

that's what the mirror has,

right?

The truth is that you looked good

from all angles,

the kind of wrong that led to right,

what was left inside was right out here

And if I used my mind the way you taught me,

I could bend the fork in my favor,

and then I would not have to stand here,

with a crick in my neck

and blurred visages

The mirage of you, of us,

was nothing more than a broken promise,

and I always go back to the Fata Morgana,

thinking that you're something you are not

After all, you were nothing more than my incomplete---