The Disguise

Location

South Africa

I have gotten better at this
disguising Bullshit
yes I said shit
I'm tired from taking hits
From people that ain't it

this poem ain't pretty
letting my petty
come out and greet thee

quick hide the real taint
there's nothing you can gain
from showing everybody your pain

attain perfection
ignore your reflection
have no recollection
of what gives you redemption

This poem is about: 
Me

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