You have all the reason to peel it off, but you choose not to.
Because beneath that thin layer of dilapidated protection,
lies your naked soul,
that easily leaves scars to embed upon contact with wounds and woes.
I ought not sing to you one more time,
the annoying satirical ballad you dread the most.
Why, why,
just detach yourself from that wretched life!
But dignity and arrogance come in the way,
preventing you from getting rid of the rotten covering.
Yes, it is an awful sight I say,
yet what more options could you pray?
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