Can’t lie to myself,

Though can brag about the self,

The truth is true within me,

My conscience vividly clear,

Like summer morning sun,

Can cheat you I have bread,

But truth acuses me of hunger,

Can’t lie to my self,

My spirit and my soul,

Groans painfuly in truth,

Wonders why I lie,

To imprison my self,

Keeping truth in shelf,

And live plastic life,

With which truth I acheive,

Can’t lie to myself.

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