New Shame

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.

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