Self Con-Scious
Chin up but dead inside
Guided by unsatisfied pride
Its like a mild nightmare
Couldn't bare the lost
So forced in gear
Emotionally tiered
With denial comes arrival
Of indecisive thoughts
Bouncing back and fourth across my head
Never final.fed up with the sad & dead but its bad like MJ
Hypocrisy? Additionally
This iniquity is of vanity
Its addictively rad
Wrong but "rite"
Bores and excites
Slithering notion
Kinetic intellect
No physical motion
Without react respect & reflect
Nothing but neglect
Copyright © Kyle N. Sampson | Year Posted 2018
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