You

I look back

At reality

You may not like what you see

A certain familiarity

Waves over me

I have seen this all before

That’s the core

Of my anxiety

Repetitive

Fantasy

Some say

Lock him away

Throw away the key

Don’t matter to me

I wasn’t here in the first place

Perfect alibi

See, truth is solid gold to me

I don’t leave a trace

My s**t can be crude

I can be rude

But I showed

How I feel

Didn’t borrow or steal

Trying to make a deal

Purely platonic

No tectonic

Shift required

But I always admired

Your comments are barbed

That’s so f*****g sexy

Takes real ingenuity

And fluidity of speech

When people say you are tough

They are not good enough

Cant compete

The bail queen struts her stuff

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