November Rain

Convinced it would take
magic, a retrograde, or
a phase of the moon-
I shouted "freedom"
from the rooftops, as
the words fell past
my own deaf ears.

Sometimes, I said
them for you. 
Always, I knew 
they were for me.
A persuasive performance,
I never really believed,
Could you feel the lie
behind my eyes?

They say to sleep,
first you must pretend 
to b…