The Great Pretender

Do we fear the little things that we are?
Do we go, but go only in so far?
Do we? Do you?

You want
What you want,
'Til you've got it.
You'd haunt,
And you'd flaunt
As you sought it.
And you fought it,
Once it was in your hand.
Aye, once at your command.

Who will you convince
That you're proper?
Call yourself a prince?
You're a pauper.
Miser with your heart.
Violence is your tender.
Called it from the start.
The Great Pretender.

Do we fear the little things that we are?
Do we go, but go only in so far?
Do we wear the masks of bravery,
But let fear tighten the bonds of slavery?
Do we? Do you?
I know you do.


You love
Like you leave,
In a hurry.
You shove  
Up your sleeve
Cards of worry.
Rain or flurry,
You'll play, as you see fit,
The very last of it.

Who will you convince
Your golden coffer
Isn't copper?
Call yourself a prince?
That broken offer.
You're a pauper.
Hero in the head,
But demands surrender.
Villain in the bed.
The Great Pretender.