A Stranger’s Golden Tongue

A chip on my shoulder

A bruise to my ego

I put myself out there

Just to be ignored

I wanted an answer and I got it

There was more bliss in the ignorance

The beginning was as intense as a drug

But the comedown wasn’t worth it

My worth is not in your hands

But I naively rested it there for a bit

A stranger’s golden tongue

Is not where I should view my reflection

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