Fertile Debauchery

Deceiving heads plot as one: while loved ones suffer unknown to them She lies to retain her wealth and comfort, I Instead keep my booze and cocaine. Sad, She will grow knowing nothing of truth, her true identity. As the lies grow bigger, the truth fades further away. Like Mom, eyes blue and bright, but skin and hair, dark and familiar. Never looking the part she's cast to play, knowing only her parent's deceptive script. Director's Cut: She sees similar faces, yet, different. Unable to discern her real truth. For a Mother's Request, Denying my seed. Conspiring to keep secret, our fertile debauchery. Forever, bleeding inside, from the course of our actions.