You mock sincerity because you have no truth. 

You act like an infantile man because you mimic the losers you made yourself subservient to. 

What did they give you? Why do you strive to be like them, or is it just reflexive now? 

You’ve made yourself crude and ridiculous, like a female cat who grew up with wild dogs and pisses everywhere and bites. 

Knock of the bullshit bravado and feel something real, not what you invented. 

Stop acting like a frat boy, a mindless trust fund baby who mocks whatever he can’t answer. 

What is your fascination with being as vile as those who hurt you? 

Why do you sacrifice your beauty to be like them? 

Stop trying to live up to an image that was imposed upon you.

Unless you’re just a sociopath with a dysfunctional heart.

You mock yourself.