us

i can't believe
how blind we are.

how we look at them and scathe
and laugh and mock and look away.
how we listen to them and look astounded
as though what they have is so ridiculous.

how we act as though we're so superior
so above so beyond reproach.

when if you peel us back, layer by layer
underneath we are the same.

underneath, they are no longer them
but us.

for the only thing holding us apart
is whether we scathe or not
and how deeply our secrets are buried.