Flaws

By Usayd

What is the purpose of this conversation
You ask that question yet refuse others
stop me when I speak about true creation
why are you scared of the truth and cover
it with these blind masks of deceit and lies
must I be so selfish that it has to benefit me
or perhaps I enjoy irritating you - inside
You know the truth yet refuse to see
so I remind you constantly no guarantee
of tomorrow, so often mentioned yet ignored
encourage me to write - then read my flaws.

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