New shame, in vain
Dark and muddy like a beetle
This isn’t the new way, this is feeble.
I will never live up to my honor
But the lies are still lavish
I relish in things I can’t manage
Watch my back as I lash it.
Dictator in my own fit
Say mean things like I own it
Turn around and atone for slips
No way can I hone it.
Destroy lives with nice a twist.
just like picking a new outfit.
different things, I can’t resist.
Being my own enemy is a fun tryst.