"Congratulations!"

Congratulations!
You won the prize!
That’s what being fake gets you,
With no compromise.

Of course, I left out a detail,
Letting you win.
Flashbacks beginning,
Sticking the pin.

Does it hurt yet?
I hope you find,
That little word.
Did it escape your mind?

You said it to me once,
Not so long ago.
It severed our relationship,
So it couldn’t grow.

Do you feel the pain?
I know I do.
Backstabbing hurts,
Especially out of the blue.

Congrats, again,
On your little prize.
That’s what being fake gets you-
Buried in lies.