P O T D

Forgive me if my humility you do find offensive But i would be a liar if i was not to admit That it doesn't fill my heart and head with joy When something positive complimentary comes my way And is written in my comments box about a poem i have wrote for other's all to see Because although though i might to try to convince myself That my writing is altruistic and soley for the right reasons Who would i be kidding and lying to but myself And prove once and for all to me i am no better than But rather the thing that i most hate And wished and wanted everyone to guard against just in case A charlatan like me they we're to stare directly into the face of Claiming innocence whilst perpetuating a lie