I’m not happy a tad
Victim of a conversation gone bad
I dropped my phone – blank and washed-up
Confused, I couldn’t but shut up
Does being yourself pay any more
No, it doesn’t; not at all
She said I was just flirting
Me flirting? I’ve begun irking
My heart is hardening God have mercy
I now know honesty is messy
Henceforth, I’ll be insincere and pretentious
Yes. I hereby adopt flattery plus deception
This is my irrevocable revolution
My satisfactorily tried-and-tested resolution.
Since for honesty I’ve become jittery
My sincerity is now history.