Plastic Truth

There is little love here We are all just giggling gossipers Seeking praise from one another Why do I resonate with such plastic truth? How can I empathize with an evil flaw? We are all stupefied mortals Strung in with the same strands of death And even if I wanted, I can never set myself apart from that Unifying fact "We all have issues" Yeah, drag me in with your empty exhilarations Your grouping condensations Look me in the eye when you say it Make it personal Make us all laugh Make us all hide But we cannot deny It's a human thing We are sorely universal And there may be love to be found here When we lay all these truths down So smile on And sail the next one Onto the open sea To sink alone.... Focus on the next So the other star seems less bright As you burn on just a little longer more Only to die in the same waters In the same engulfment of reality When you know longer can speak While some other unreliable fool Tells your story To other loveless fools October 16, 2018