Guilty of the same

I‘ll give you things to judge me by

In time, in size and scope

All the things you wouldn‘t share with me

I‘ll tell them to the world

Illusions of transparency

The mirror, screen and wall

When they come to put my ass in line

I will have said it all

When those guilty of the same or worse

Will hide behind their fingers

As they point at me and laugh in tears

I‘ll know I‘m not the last

And when mobs will rush to stain my name

I‘ll beat them to the challenge

As I sit and wait for those to come

To find their ghost on fire