Underneath my façade of fortitude
I tremble and fumble
As the activity and quality of my attitude
Conceal and distil the extent of my trouble.
Underneath my façade of futility
I strive hard to elevate my status
As the extent of my maturity
Grows clear without any hiatus.
Underneath my façade of frivolity
I work hard to create meaning
As I win over the majority
Of detractors I keep spinning.
Underneath my façade of fear
I pluck up courage
As I dare to stay clear
From future fragments I salvage.
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