How much can I hurt the others whom I am supposed to love most?
Constantly building a refrain of blame,
pointing everywhere but inside.
Where the real action is going on.
I can deliver it so well now, it appears without feeling,
I can even justify it, based on others differing beliefs.
See how clever I have become,
or is it the other guy influencing me.
Now as the list of ailments increases,
and the pain of others becomes obvious;
They move beyond patience to protection,
as they need a shield from the nefarious ways of the other guy.
The other guy who I don’t recognize,
because of his disguise.