By: Ben Clemons
Cognitive dissonance leads to distortion.
Sometimes, I wish my mother had an abortion.
This immense self-loathing, it's all me.
My doing, I caused this; how could it be?
Took a look into the mirror and saw my
fractured mask. No other soul has seen its truth behind the veil.
The pain, the fear, the self-inflicted hell.
had the precognition to hide myself, thought I did well.
No small task here, though I lay in ruin.
Again, with the cognition, this is my doing.
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