Is it arrogance, is it pride?
Is it the truth or is it lies?
Effort expended with how I tried,
Sadness, I merely took it in stride.
A pack ambushed me where I reside,
Giving me no choice? That was snide.
Patronized when expected an empathetic bedside,
I can’t believe all the tears I almost cried.
The authorities on which I relied,
Had no absolution to provide.
With great reticence, I had to arduously confide,
I would much rather have downed a litre of hydrogen chloride.
Listening to all the options doe-eyed,
I could feel the incompetence implied.
Forcefully made me swiftly decide,
What could I do? I lied.
In advance, for you, I mentally sighed,
For when you find out the promise I defied.
Then suddenly I was horrified.
My overthinking rendered me stupefied.
Will this result in a ruined reputation?
Or is it just a redundant revelation?