27 August 2009

Your self-serving words are arresting compliments
You've imprisoned yourself with inflated ego,
Filled with embellished adjectives
Self-description; self-deception

We all waited with baited breath—
You seemed like such a catch
Treading just beneath the surface
Flaunting your fins

Now you live within a box,
Perched high as it may be,
Light will only shine on you
Once someone pries you free