Fictions On Occasions
Walked in my topsiders
Another path of lies and outsiders
Sashayed dauntlessly in a setting of acquaintance
Laugh, drink, and dance… Forget the stance
For every hour’s worth of deceit
This lie is my fuel to withstand my emotional defeat
A night pumped with intoxication
Denial is worth the suffocation.
Forced by circumstances
I’m living this life with little chances
I am expected to feed my responsibility
However, fazed by youth, dopamine and rationality
Occasions are not a lie
I lie for the occasion.
The heavy feeling is my hangover
Not from intoxication but from my treacherous nature
This fiction is more than YOLO and FOMO
It’s to cast brilliance from an incandescent shadow
My faith will bring me to places I’ve never been
Set up the engine, let the lies begin.
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