situational irony
Flying Squid
Boy
You best learn from a man
To hide the best you can
Lest you be cold and open
Old and fragile
Folded up in pointless love
A farce
Hope
An elegant plan
Falls thru your hands
Just like you its sad and broken
Old and fragile
All wrapped up in pointless stuff
A game
The way you look at me
I pray you do this everyday
But the audience knows my error
In glorious situational irony…