How does one control affectations
Around those who have little limitations
Persuasions of your worth
Become a constant chore of every conversation
Confrontations about just who you are and what you want
Set the temptations for white lies and black tie impersonations
Pretending your true colours aren’t just grey and bruised
But black and white
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