Genuine Flowing, Test or Trick

When non-reality surrounds you
I’ll be there to laugh,
I’m gifted in the real
I see your acting half,
You say it shouldn’t bother
But it festers like a rash,
And even when I tell you
“You’re” gone in just a flash,
You’re drowning in the clouds
With your forehead peeking out,
The flood of what’s your name
Is feeling like a drought,
One sided when you’re trying
Which seems like every hour,
And I guess you’ve never noticed
That’s a great way to lose power,
I’m the last guy
That you can test or trick,
When I can’t call you on it
Damn, that makes me sick,
If you could see the you
From over where stands me,
You’d stop giving shitty
For callin’ what I see,
You don’t have the answers
And you’re not a good ol’ boy,
My tongue with bleeding teeth marks
‘Cause I know that you enjoy,
Sometimes I feel
You’re an unlearned little kid,
Not cuz you have fun
But, the unconvincing that you did.