It was a masterful piece of guilt theater, you have to admit
— I held out just long enough before I cracked;
I gave just the right weight to the confession,
spent just enough time on obfuscations and denials.
You threw in a few unexpected twists, but I handled them adroitly —
no stranger to this performance.
Next time it’s your turn.
Each of us is always performing,
whether we mean to or not.
We can’t help it.
Not acting is the worst acting of all.
Know your role, play it to the hilt,
or you may find there is no one behind the mask you wear.