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BI - POLAR

People don't believe me - it's a con,
we all suffer when all is said and done,
there are things that I do not favour,
but I can hide as God is my saviour.

I'm hiding behind my so - called condition,
in order to attract some fake contrition,
It's even been professionally agreed,
that I am someone who appears to be in need.

How convenient that I have my cover,
now I'm not answerable to another,
In fact, this scenario is almost perfect,
my disingenuity no one would ever suspect.

I know that you don't like what I have to say,
but no one likes some truth when they can hide away.

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