False Spiritual Guru

False spiritual guru, I can see right through you. Raping the minds of those who look up to you. Reciting the info that that people already do know While taking the time to build up, then let go. You're not a good person, yet you keep up the façade And think you'll make money by playing the odd Ones who're lost and need a place to call home. You feed off their innocence, satiating your own Holes in your soul. You're just a broken little boy And you simply see this world as your toy To manipulate and play with, to study our ways While blind to the fact that most see through your haze. You're a hologram, that's all that you are. I don't see any life or love, you're way below par Of humanities standards and you'll never win. For you'll never identify with yourself in your skin.