You can polish yourself until the day you die, but you’ll still be defective.
I’m so proud of you
you decoded me
my encryption is a hacker’s dream,
but you’ve seen right through me
and now feelings, feelings get in my way
some I can’t hide and lose to the tide.
I let the sun shade me,
and hide behind the problems I should face
without showing feeling,
so I must change
and today, change came.
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