Conceited

You try too hard to deal with me.
Don't.
My basic approach reflects a complexity.
I know this!
And I can understand,
Why you believe there is much more to me.
But there isn't.

Between you and me...
I will admit this!
Sssshhh...
Come closer!
I am a victim of my own brilliance!
YES!

However,
You did not hear that from me,
Okay?

If it was discovered I had 'that' much confidence...
People would mistake my arrogance for pride.
And I much rather have them believe I am conceited.
Contrived and full of myself.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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