Fame, fortune and wealth?
To feel you are above everyone else?
To deal them with teases…
Just to please yourself?
You want to gain…
What?
Attention you insist belongs to you?
To set pretensions upon their point of view.
What does this ‘really’ do for you?
Would this erase your insecurities…
And those obscenities that you spew?
You want to gain…
What?
A dignity and pride…
With ‘things’ and objects,
You believe holds a head high.
Or eyes on you!
To be awed by a fake persona.
And left transfixed…
By your masquerading of it!
You clearly feel an emptiness.
And this you keep inside.
Nothing you choose to express to impress…
Will ever address what you deny!
And an identity unknown…
Seems to leave you depressed,
With regrets.
This is shown!
And moving forward beyond this…
With determined steps,
Will not gain you what you wish.
If you are too afraid…
To expose and admit,
Mistakes you’ve made!
But you insist…
None are there to fix.
You want to gain…
What?
A way to disguise your blemishes,
There and appearing.
Or a way to escape from your flaws?
No one finds endearing.
Which of these do you believe can not be seen?
You want to gain…
What?
Another life?
One you don’t find,
So disgusting?
To live one that is lived perfectly right!
One you wished you had lived less distrusting.