You Know Who You Are
You Know Who You Are.
I read you the truth and you backed away
Your rose-tinted glasses went back to the day
They edged out, all that pain and hurt
Made you feel better, dredged up no dirt
You read what I wrote, and it really choked
All of the memories those words evoked
Hard to recall when you're wrong
Hard to accept your acrid pong
You became irate and denied all said
You were perfect, good, I am misled
But deep down, a churning doubt
You know the truth now that it’s out
So, no crime committed, no harm done
Your conscience is clear, all harmless fun
But somewhere hidden scratches a claw
Jogs your memory, sticks in your craw.
You know who you are.
David Cox 06/01/21
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