Utopia of Hypocrisy
Sleepy gravity bring me down
I’m uncertain about this glorious utopia
It’s evident I’m vaguely emphatic
Not quite showing my faith in this dirt ritual
I’m riddled in mixed mind of hypocrisy
While I’m quenching my thirst for more
Assembled by some slippery folk
Taking this risk on my whole well being
Is my reality now a perception or just deception?
Deceiving myself in this utopia of hypocrisy
Copyright © David Bull | Year Posted 2012
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