You may have lost
Who you thought you were
Caught unsure, your sturdiness
Is a bit topsy turve,
What you have learned
Or more certainly unlearned
In concern to confirmed
Qualities preserved,
Worthy or worthless
You observe these personal
Attributes absolute
Firm and unflappable,
Having few adversaries
To the contrary
You've carried these traits
Like a cadbury egg you can't break
But the taste is so sweet
Once you treat
To the delicacy in you
You reveal ingredients to,
Your true being
Illusions subdued
Bravest deed you can do
Is reveal the incomplete you.
To Be Frank: 