There's always something about people who hide part of their real selves from me.
What they do with everybody else is their business, and as many people can't be trusted, then I can't really blame them.
But, when it comes to me, I expect no lies, no pretense, no repackage of past things.
It's very difficult to find genuine in truth whilst condescending to dwell in the midst of:
All self seeking,
self preserving,
I find myself,
just not deserving,
true, and brutal honesty,
And keep smiling, as you see.
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