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Deviant Role Model
He was raised to be a role model
To show to everyone, he's ideal
Doesn't need a cry, nor a towel
To reveal what he needs to feel

Years fleet, that once bright smile
Crooked teeth, unable to stand
Optimism's grace lost for a while
Still nevermind for helping hand

But he shows up, spine's straight
Weary eyes, still sees, on widely
Speaks, disregards, burdens' weight
Once lively soul, now came dreary

He's a deviant role model
Incapable to hold a throwel
To shape himself, tough and wise
Now he's about to pay the price
A deviant role model
Who slurps when he shares
Cowers when he stares
Who doubts when he cares
Who suffers yet aware
Reversed of everything they've known
Insincerity is all he had thrown
To save his true self
That in reality
Needed constant help



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