We all pretend
At the beginnings
Sometimes in the middle
And, towards the end
This is not a new trend
This is not, even, a new brand
It is, merely, the way humans tend
I can tell you something about;
the Masks you’ve encountered and found,
the brothers with whom you grow and bound,
the lovers with whom you used to hang,
the friends with whom you used to gang,
I know how harsh it may sound
And, to prove murder, you need intent
At the end, all of them would say
“We didn’t intend
But, hey ! guess what ?
We all pretend
“Don’t worry you will make another friend”
And, you keep on moving
And moving
As if things would amend