My eyes dart side to side looking for the welcoming smile,

Was it not enough,

You have put my entire life on trial,

I know what I have done makes my outside rough,

But you always say it is about our inside and not my outside fake stuff,


Does my kindness not amount to what you need,

Or are you already,


Is the truth not enough to keep you at bay,

Or must you always put me out on display,


One wrong action rips my life to shreds,

While you go sleep comfortably in your bed,


So I ask you now my dear society,

Why not give me a little privacy






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