Lletres: Helmet. Better.

Get it right
My last word sins
I taste it now
Omission wins
For keeping down
My better side
I still ignore
and try to hide

So get out

The easy word
Will never slip
I brought it down
To take the lip

Don't need to know
Don't have to feel
Your better side
I had to steal

Your better, you die better

Write down the day, expend it
Work it in again, death ends it