Those standards one claims to have,
And valued...
Seem to be higher set and unobtainable,
When judgement on others is placed.
Yet when one is faced with their own digressions,
The excuses made are always the same.
To remain noticeable but denied,
As something accepted by those one knows.
And it shows as hypocrisies dispensed,
Go disguised.
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