What you see's what you get,
What you get's what you accept in yourself,
What you accept's correct,
The paradox is what you see mayn't be,
What it is that you want,
But what you think others get when they see,
Which they then assume is you, but it's not,
If you'd see what you get, which you do not,
What kind of life is that?
The kind where your eyes see not what there is,
That's illusion, not fact.
That don't feel good,
You know what you're doing,
You're relenting on being your true self,
That's the last thing you should be eschewing.