I act so strong
and old and wise:
It's just an act
to hypnotize
to make you think
it's safe to be
within my arms
and feeling free.
When it's time for you to go,
the truth comes out
in tears that flow:
I never was strong,
mature or wise.
Just did what I had
to pretend I'm alive.
But underneath
my brave and bluff
sits one small scared
and lonely pup,
with no one to feed him
and no boy to pet.
A lost tramp mutt
who wishes the Vet
would find him crying
in his shame.
Stick in the needle
and kill all this pain.
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