I am a liar,
wired to conceal
stains on my character,
mistakes I can never break
away from, forever remembering
that honesty I abuse.
I am a cheater,
beaten by conditioning
from society’s will and ability
to cause such callous thoughts,
brought in waves of impure images
where loyalty I leave.
I am unworthy of attention –
no one is looking, I should hide,
get off this high of youth and die,
leave this unnatural world, lose my efforts
to the sea of cynicism, offer reprieve to loved ones,
be what I was intended to be; dust and ash.
David A. Church