An Illusion, A Deception

Look at this wretched mortal
Run down by despair
Yet is boasting with pride
Swept by failures
Yet is brimming with confidence
Sanguinity? Sang-froid?
No! I call it ignorance
I call it lies

You!
Do you feel bare and naked wihout the mask?
Shed it off! And World
Behold the true nature of this deceitful being
Have I not told you?
It is just an illusion, a deception…
Beneath whatever he presents to the World
Is nothing but a feeble soul
Battered by harsh reality and cold truth
Not once, not twice, but thrice
Each one before the previous recedes