Hypocrite

Pin prick eyes of light,
Stare down on me this night,
Staring, knowing my shame,
As I, myself defame.
Helpless I watch the hour pass,
My own stupidity I surpass,
My mouth preaching peace,
A lie that I cannot cease.
My fists fluent with violence,
Of pious fraudulence,
Makes my eventual fate,
No better than what I hate.
How can I rise above,
When my heart is hate not love?
When one wrong makes a right
And a left picks a fight.
Millions of tiny eyes...
From the dark, stare at my lies.