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Friday, April 2, 2010

My Image, Your Reflection

You fail to see the obvious
And choose to see what isn’t there
You don’t see me for me
Instead you see me for you
Bending to your twisted desire
Responding to your perverted whims
Intertwining my life
With the one you wish you had
You defiantly degrade my dignity
Transforming me into a socially suicidal silhouette
The target of superficial empathy
All the while gathering hollow praise
And a shallow applause towards the dais

Your fervent search for approval from the masses
Masks a futile quest for accolades from just the one
So while they light candles in the park
And firecrackers in the sky
In honour of their godlike idol
I spit on the very ground you walk on
I curse the day that you were born
And implore the gods of yore
Supporting smiles on the surface
Spiteful grins in the depths
I know that you will never try to see
And the empty space within will always be

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