Illusion

You've got your visions and you've got your laws.
  You've got your system called government clause.  Always got to hold me back, 
all because of what I attract.  I only attract the bad because bad is related to sad. 
Everyday to live I must open my eyes wide, just to let in the light. Say what you 
want you don't know me, you all are free.  I'm stuck in the pain created around 
me, and all the evil that has  seeped in and found me.  We're just passing 
through, we all have nothing better to do. We critize each others judgments, not 
knowing their history or story.  I am made up of others realizations, assuming 
their true.  I am still naive, I still believe all I see is real. Not!  What an illusion this 
life is, yet I still feel pain.  Still I bleed.  I have the passion of knowing all at once.  
What are our purposes?  Are we just props in this play called life? We just act out 
pain and strife convincing ourselves such a thing is real. Do we feel or is it just 
another concept for another set  or scene. We just perfect images, we're just test 
dummies being set up to see if we fufill all we were meant to be. Testing 
boundaries, how far can we really go. Why are we made to go through all that 
hurts, when it's just an illusion? Why can't the pain be surreal? So we can just 
pretend to hurt and just don't feel.  People we are just part of a trial and error 
script, to see if we are right for the part, if we fit the scene.  Are we just power 
junky fiends. This world is a will to power .
                                                                     Cut!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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