Through the fakes
Location
I hide behind a mask, made of plastic smiles
I hide behind the success that I feel I need
Everyone around me, rushes through the day
But never takes a moment to talk and hear what I have to say
The personalable touch of another, the words of thought to plant that seed
To open your mind to things unknown, to extend the thoughts
In the world we live today, no one really knows another
From our mother to our father
To the furthest friend, everything eventually has to come to an end