My mental state is always
doing fine.
My emotional state is
always well.
My life remains untainted
by the brine;
salted waters never come
from the swell.
There is nothing wrong, so
far as I’ve told.
The life you will ever see
is all a
meticulous creation; a
well built
construction to sell you
my well-being.
One tale; twill be our
only communion.
Yet, a lie to all who
hear, myself too.
Lying to thyself remains
the purest,
untainted method to tell
an untruth.
To reality I’ll never be
bound.
If I ignore my problems,
all is sound!
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