Her false little smile disturbs me
it hides her truth from view.
She forgives all the people around her
for transgressions they did not do.
The world inside her head defines
her counterfeit presentation,
leaving the rest of us hoping she seeks
a mental examination.
Brenda Warren 2015
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Perhaps we all know one like her? I’m fairly certain that that is the reason they so often join groups…to boost their own sense of superiority? And then define it as “slumming”. Woops! You got me off on a tangent, sorry. Really like your poem, Brenda,
Elizabeth
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Hypocrisy is one of the common sins of the world, and I loathe it! Love your little poem, though.
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The ending of this made me laugh. I know, I am bad. 🙂 Good to see you continuing on with writing. I am feeling the ache. These prompts are not the easiest in the world.
Pamela ox
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