Rebuttal Peaches Revisedx100

Rebuttal Peaches (a ‘la mode)

You call me fortunate, and forthright,
You say I’m petty and self-righteous.
That truth is for the moment,
But those words are fucking timeless.

And now you come searching
for meaning and reason,
Accusations too large, too late.
You ponder historic treason.

I stumbled on it for half a second
Not knowing what to say.
But now I see, the answer is me
and putting said person away.

How could you ever really know
what goes on when my spotlight dims?
Glory fading into the undertow
my painful, lifeless limbs.

Drag me out among the peaches
and show me what I should be.
I guess I've known it all along,
it’s just what you wanted to see.

Childish and cruel:

if I am, then you must follow.

You can’t simply refuse this plate
This pill that you must swallow

Finding myself in this place again
Reminds me of the peach we shared
You had half and I had half
But neither one of us prepared.

Our friendship ripened
Just like that peach.
But ripening never stops
and in rotting we dare to reach.

When sobriety washes over you,

And guilt settles on your heart

You’ll realize this friendship
wasn’t the only dishonest part.