Ego

I crane my neck to find your character.

I wash my hands of your worldly portrayal.

Your personality is never too much; sometimes, I wonder if it's even there.

Don't hurt me, i'm benevolent.

I speak the truth in love.

How could you?

You aren't that cool.

You pugnacious stain.

Crudness never really should've come into style.

Your spirit is lacking greatly.

I can only see that you are obsessed with yourself.

What happened to being genuine?

I pray for your tribulation.

Perhaps that will rectify your wanting soul.

-Sage

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