you would rather ride shotgun
in an ego car.
kindly mouthing off
from a ventilative hidden agenda.
driven by self-loathing disguised
behind conversational intrigue.
and presented as a caring for others demeanor
so as to distract yourself
from real self-issue demands
that somehow you believe
others should directly assist you with.
yet they have no source for where in you
this essentially occurs.
or where this originally comes from
except for your need of false approval.
and by this attention, that is topically gained,
even though it does not essentially self-apply.
that others feel for you
is then falsely interpreted
as a connect, a contract gained.
where others appear to authentically care
this is justifying your ever untold struggle.
only for you to eventually discover
that if they buy in,
they really can’t fundamentally help.
then ego, accompanied once again with inner rage
and mental surround, continues on
as unresolved, stifled, confoundedly bitter
and spiritually suppressed . . .
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