The hypocrite me

Each day I ask..

Ask myself

Ask question I have answer

Yet I can't answer

Each day I search..

Search for my way

Search it on the map I have

Yet I can't find my way, and I'm lost

Each day I turn..

Turn the pages

To find that spark that once existed between us

Each day I mourn..

Mourn the distance I've grown

Mourn over the ways I've parted

Each day dive..

Dive deep down inside of me

Dive in to locate myself

Yet I can't, the deeper I go the shallow I get

And the more I realise 
The hypocrite inside.