Being Privy

Eyes, open. The hand

Stacked before

I even knew the rules.

“Play anyways. This is

The way it will be. Forever

And ever.”

Onward, learning. The mind

Filled with a veritable

Amount of seemingly

trustworthy knowledge.

“YOU. are. THIS.”

“THEY. are. THAT.”

Present, anxious. The mouth

Lied to me. The base,

False words, tense past

For all to work through.

Why so different?

YOU. and. THEY?