Truth?

unsure of the things said
when were on my bed
unable to see beneath the mask
which hides the intended task
displays of torture ligure the halls
confidence crumbles as it falls
wanting more then second best
never good enough to test
sacrifices never met
the outcome is only a bet
knowing what the future has instore
having done this all before

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