fake mood piles,
easier to pretend,
to assimilate,
to copy and paste,
to help carry the weight.
Are you honest,
or ever the ironist,
for fool's game need not played,
no matter how much it might sway your way.
Do I entrust you with my secrets,
or will you surprise my back with a knife,
no longer the reckless,
I've learned from my strifes.
Young enough to know better,
but keep trying,
I'm already ten steps ahead,
from A to Z,
follow the letter.
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