Is it true?
Or is it fiction?
The thing about fiction
It covers up the mess
We would rather have a clean face
Then a messy heart
We all know about messy hearts
They require patience
And we all know patience
Is an impossible thing to obtain
Or is it?
Or are we just selfish?
Gaining our own lusts
Convincing ourselves of our own stability
I am ok.
I am
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