Poseur

Tremble
Tremble my friend when I look
For it does not mean
that I put myself where you are
I do it for your harm
And mine too

But hold there; it doesn't stop
It gets worse
I spend one year trying to break you
To gnaw you and your very mind

You
You there
Wearing that dress - 'Posing as a puritan white'
What if they run out of it?
You'll wince, and I'll look
Just as I always do
You can't kill me
Only I can do that
And I may.