White Lies
The screen provides a safe space
A fairytale story full of our little white lies
It's a place where we hide our fears and insecurities
By creating a strong image for others to spy
But slowly our reality becomes twisted
Our mind gets lost in this virtual maze
We’re confused
We’ve lost our vision in the social haze
Over time the images bleed together
There's no delineation between them and me
We begin fighting our own illusions
In some altered reality
We've all made a deal with the devil
We've all presented, and we've all perceived
We got sucked into feeling part of something special
An impotent humanity
We had a chance to stop digging
But we’re in so deep we can't be found
There's no more light at the end of the tunnel
In all our sorrows, we’ve drown
With no talent to speak of
We've fallen back to darker times
All we can do is clutch our crystals
As we pray to get back the good old times
It seemed to end so abruptly
Where are the heroes in these troubled times
They were so prominently displayed on social media
That fairytale place full of our little white lies
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