Hypocrite

I can see the wrong,
But I feel no remorse.
Have I made it too simple?
I've created a lie,
A lie, which says, "It's okay."
She did hers right in front of me,
But I before God, commit my own.
Has hypocracy overtaken me?
I'd like to think not?
The sounds hum behind me,
"I need the Lord...you've been there,"
"Right beside me."
Could my own disgrace
Be a lesson for me?
She cries out silently,
"I need you..."
I will be here right beside her.
I hear this "hum" all the time.
So why do I need my disgrace,
To see this answer revealed?
Ah, I am trying to make it okay,
But that's not possible.
I still need forgiveness
For my own distasteful action.
So I lay before God humbled
And yet humiliated.
Take a stand, I say to myself.
Don't be a hypocrite.

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