I am a fraud
it's how I walk

I own nothing
in this world
but I still talk

I hate myself
and all that comes through

The only love I have
can not be presently had

And I am reminded of this
whenever there must be two

I cleaned His feet
with my tears and hair
also just for the reality of it
the pure essence and truth

If you look back
you will find
that every context was fully filled and viewed

I give thanks
to all of my friends
and I hope they forgive and forget
my lesser hues