Is it too late to declare that I have made an unfortunate mistake?
Is it too late to confess my erroneous miscalculation?
I took you for a father, a friend, a brother, a mentor not knowing that YOU
were only an impostor.
Pretending to care when I was in despair,
Pretending to celebrate when I was elated,
Pretending to mourn when I wore a frown.
Pretending, Pretending, always pretending.
So, answer this crucial question- is it too late to declare that I have made an
unfortunate or rather grave mistake?