The word lie lies inside the word believe

Do we believe in lies?

What is life, if nothing but a lie?

We build up the wrong things

Shoot down the right things

We live in a world where beauty equals success

Brains equals distress

Artists are nothing more than tortured souls

longing to make their views known

Or is this a lie as well?

How do you know,

if this is the only life you've ever known?