Separated from her core, disavowing natural
Blends of weaknesses as well as strengths
A mere hologram of what she wishes to be
Colourised by fragile defences and idealisations
A relentless narcissistic projection of infallibility
Through a thin glass veneer of superiority.
Hiding behind a smokescreen of excellence
Blowing excessively to hide from frustrations, failures
She strikes at others verbally, physically
Especially those closest proximally, emotionally
To distract from her own imperfections
While terrified of her unphotoshopped face.
Each accusation shines a peek into her fears
Of her own human fallibility,
Of being just one more in a roll of billions,
And finally seeing the hologram for what it truly is:
A fleeting image of what she wishes to be,
Never her solid, authentic self.
