Sincerity is a red herring
  It should be cherished, not quarantined.
Like the keys on a piano,
  It can be molded...
Into either a masterpiece,
  Or a song satisfactory for only the tone deaf.
In the end, maybe we're all guilty
  Of playing other peoples' feelings,
     and confessions out of tune.
We learn to love, then learn to let go,
  And these lessons become inexhaustible.
On the other hand, the latter lesson
  Is most difficult when the former
    Is proven to be genuine.
Even worse, what if we were abandoned
  Because of that loving feeling
Leaving us to dedicate our songs of sincerity
  To the errant hearts that refuse to be ours.
It's unfair, yeah, but the show must go on
  Just as life does, and just as we need to.
We are everyday angels, so allow the 
  Symphonies of your hearts to play freely,
    Someone will appreciate your sincerity...
  

this was originally written on August 18, 1999.

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