Under, over kinda sharer
Kind of act that's second nature
A borrowed voice, practiced smile
So much so I swear it's mine
In the moment I really meant it
I tried hard to be authentic
Voice fell down a couple of octaves
So far down I thought I lost it
Call me out, but be gentle
This body is a rental
I wouldn't know how else to be
Take my word, then check back later
Unreliable narrator