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.
Copyright © Jessica Hoene | Year Posted 2015
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