I was, what I am

A heart, full of love and the mask of a sham.

Like you wanted me to look like

The mirror shrieks with a repulsive fright

You basked in roses and cards

I would sing the verses of bard

You wanted me to show my feel

Love's no condition, not a deal

But still my face would fake

All the blows, it would take

The saviour is my mask of a sham,

The mask, of the most foolish sham.

I won't be, what I am

The love still there, but not the sham,

Look through my heart to pierce your mind

But juices come with an amount of rind.

Seize your face and feel my warmth

The cooling sky and the burning hearth

I would take you down my own lane

Forget the man, who appeared sane,

But, lest you leave my hand again,

I still wear the mask of a sham

The Foolish Sham.