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#I WROTE A POEM POGCHAMP
strawberiitea · 3 years
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Black Truths Lay Within White Lies
how many times have you let their expectations define you?
they call you a general,
and they call you a leader;
but do you have strength to admit the truth?
you fear your failure;
so instead you play dress up,
instead you play hide and seek.
you put on a mask you could never call your own;
you hide behind a smile,
you hide behind the words.
you are not who you wish to be,
and much less who you claim to be.
tell me Mr. President,
do you know who you are?
how many times have you written reassurances tinted rose gold?
would you call it the clever illusion that everything is in your control,
or is it a juvenile game of make-believe?
you do not wish to know.
you do not wish to know.
little white lies turn into hidden black truths;
the world that weigh heavy on your shoulders
has come crashing down to your feet.
tell me Mr. Showman,
do you know who you are?
how many times have you played your little game of pretend?
they say that old habits die hard;
and it's familiar,
all too familiar.
you wish to know it all,
and you wish to have the answers;
you plan for the mundane,
and you plan for the unexciting.
does it bring you security to act like the enlightened?
the knowledgeable, the intelligent,
the person in control?
is it confidence if it's feigned?
cockiness, courage, arrogance –
denial.
even after all these years,
you still wear the mask.
Mr. Know-It-All,
You are a liar.
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25ticupsinacupboard · 3 years
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PogChamp: I wrote and finished this poem!
Not PogChamp: It’s a vent and actually quite dark thinking back on it.
hey at least you wrote something, whether it was a vent or not
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