Courteously Rude

Silent- head down low Eyes flickering away Emotions masked so they won't show Biting your tongue day after day Polite smiles and gestures Careful thoughts only spoken Honest conversations rarely a pleasure To keep traditions from being broken Guilt at judgments that spill Anger at being restrained Lying's a necessary skill Inconvenient truths are detained We're 'polite' and 'courteous' By looking away; through deceit I find that ironic and rather humorous But 'manners' and tradition you can't beat