Do not go looking
for your role model in me.
I am a teetering tower
down on my last knee.
I am withering center
behind a fractured shell.
My mask is a hopeful smile
knowing within I don't deserve it.
Happiness? Praise? Accomplishments?
Deserved? Earned?
Neither; I am without
merit motivated altruistically.
I do what I must to survive.
I am not a good man.
I am a survivor.
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