Psalm 26:4 

4 I do not spend time with liars
    or go along with hypocrites.

But how to put up with self?

Short circuit in the heart ... which fuses have been blown unfair?

Is it the one marked anger or the hidden one marked despair?

Why does this always happen in that overly exposed part

Called the center of my being far beyond my chosen smarts?

One thing is for sure ... somewhere intensely deep inside

The light goes off regularly and darkness then feels right

Not made to endure for long as I flee into the night

Where I seek for comfort to soothe feelings to be right

I tried so often over and again to find these darn fuses

To replace with new ones... to protect me from self-abuses

The only thing now left for me … is to be one who amuses

The crowd by putting up a show … to prevent all excuses

Jan Wienen