I wonder if the itch is gone
The one she had for years
Or if it just got worse
Content to pursue in private
Only a wife on paper
Only a mom on facebook
Hypocrisy lessons from a master
Her evils are now unchecked
The trophy falls off the mantle
Shatters into a million pieces
Who can put it back together
Only I can, and she knows
But she doesn't care anymore
