Sinfully Skilled
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kaceymackwriter
kaceymackwriter Words open doors. I like where they lead
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I wrote this on Saturday and did some heavy revisions to it today. It's meant to be read like a soliloquy of someone arguing with another person that isn't really listening. Hope you enjoy!!

Sinfully Skilled

by kaceymackwriter

This is not a prideful process

This is not a prideful process Admitting these skills that I possess,

This is not a prideful process Admitting these skills that I possess, These skills I only use as finesse

This is not a prideful process Admitting these skills that I possess, These skills I only use as finesse In hiding what I most strive to suppress

And onto me, you may press,

And onto me, you may press, What are these skills of which I so regret?

And onto me, you may press, What are these skills of which I so regret? What could I possibly have to repress?

And onto me, you may press, What are these skills of which I so regret? What could I possibly have to repress? What secrets have I kept under taut arrest?

But it is with sunken hollow eyes

But it is with sunken hollow eyes And a smile not real as you may realize

But it is with sunken hollow eyes And a smile not real as you may realize That I’ll stand here for you to surmise

But it is with sunken hollow eyes And a smile not real as you may realize That I’ll stand here for you to surmise Of my shaming, sinful skills so you may scrutinize.

See, I am skilled in smiling

See, I am skilled in smiling When I most feel like crying

Skilled at lying

Skilled at lying When my heart is dying

Skilled at shutting out anyone who is trying

Skilled at shutting out anyone who is trying To reach me when all I’m good for is denying

I call it sinfully skilled at nullifying

I call it sinfully skilled at nullifying The traits I bar by falsifying

I’m sinfully skilled at fortifying

I’m sinfully skilled at fortifying To anyone near who feels like prying

Sinfully skilled at ignoring the silence

Sinfully skilled at ignoring the silence In which I can hear my heart barely surviving

Sinfully skilled at mystifying

Sinfully skilled at mystifying The world in which I’m overwhelmed in occupying

And as I speak you disagree, discard my words as inane inanity

And as I speak you disagree, discard my words as inane inanity Ones uttered in plea of insanity

And as I speak you disagree, discard my words as inane inanity Ones uttered in plea of insanity What I name a sin, you dismiss in your vanity

And as I speak you disagree, discard my words as inane inanity Ones uttered in plea of insanity What I name a sin, you dismiss in your vanity You name it a trait born within our humanity.

See, I call it a sin, you call it bad timing

See, I call it a sin, you call it bad timing I call it a hole, you call it hiding

See, I call it a sin, you call it bad timing I call it a hole, you call it hiding I call it fake but you call it smiling

See, I call it a sin, you call it bad timing I call it a hole, you call it hiding I call it fake but you call it smiling What pain you call mild, I call it blinding

I am trapped, yet you say I roam without guiding

I am trapped, yet you say I roam without guiding I see the world grey, yet you call it striking

I am trapped, yet you say I roam without guiding I see the world grey, yet you call it striking I wear a mask, yet you believe my face clear as if pictured in writing

I am trapped, yet you say I roam without guiding I see the world grey, yet you call it striking I wear a mask, yet you believe my face clear as if pictured in writing I see myself sinfully skilled, but you? You ignore the soul I am confiding.

I see now, there’s no point to this vile vying

I see now, there’s no point to this vile vying Whatever I describe, you say I’m simply glorifying

I see now, there’s no point to this vile vying Whatever I describe, you say I’m simply glorifying No point to give, you simply enjoy the fighting

And now I say, I’ll start complying

And now I say, I’ll start complying As I’ve no spirit left to continue trying

And now I say, I’ll start complying As I’ve no spirit left to continue trying And instead I shall lay here, my sinful skills and I mummifying.

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