Hypocrisy

Recently
you convinced me
that I am
incomplete,
yet you do not
understand
my hardships
or how
I have found
hundreds of ways
to flee them --
I have surfaced
from the drowning
fear of
imperfection
and still,
I am in awe,
for you possess
no desire
to believe me
while I cry.
You simply scream
worthless words
of the way I am
but you are
the hypocrite
murdering
your own soul
behind my back

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