Reality Fraud
Starting to question
if reality is real
Society seated in a medicine cabinet
so nobody has to feel
The world has convinced the truth to lie
Manufactured tears produced
so no one has to cry
Everyone banking off yesterday's credit
so nobody has to go out and try
Walking plastic seems to be fine
Cowards choosing surgery
to put in a spine
I stay real and continue to live
You sold out
and refused to give
Copyright © Chris Lane | Year Posted 2012
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