Unreal
I am lost in fake and
pretentious glare
Oh humanity's smile that gazes
from there
My only conclusion is that I am
still dead
Walking and Watching the
foolish world pale
I am trapped in the voices that
are not mine
I seek to venture deeper to find
the light
Under these fake voices I lost
who I am
The answer is within me I know
who I am
In all the unreal in all the
decay
Watching the fake and
pretentious pray
To the god of their own making
The world is unreal with a
snapshot so pale
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