Pseudo Guy

Bye Bye

You are a pseudo guy

You say you like the rain
But from showers you refrain

You say you have done this and you have done that
But testimony you have not to support your act gone bad

You say you like music, art, culture and all that jazz
But when I discuss genres and forms, you only spaz

You say you loved watching Knopfler’s film on Kurosawa’s book
Now, was I listening to Kafka’s music with my hair on the hook?

You liked me ‘coz I laughed at your joke?
Fool was I to believe you were a suitor bespoke

You say you think intense and progressive
But your act tells a story regressive?

You say you believe in and propound compassion
But you suffer from megalomaniac convulsion

You say you chase away pretense and scandal
But honesty is something you just can’t handle

Words pour out of your mouth
Like a fountain down south

Are these all lies?
Attempting to build future ties?

My dear, they mask the real person

Reason why, you, I must jettison

And so, bye bye
You are but a pseudo guy