Where is the truth in the mist of these lies?

Is there any Love left?

Must I cover my eyes from what's real?

This world is consumed by deceit

And people only live to gain and to defeat everyone else

Everything is corrupted

What has this world become?


There are lies all around me

Even in me

If I didn't see it I wouldn't say it

it's everywhere but Everyone is silent

Where are the voices?

Are there any?

Or better yet are there any that are bold enough to make a difference,

Rather than conform to this world


This lying, manipulating, foolish world

That takes pleasure only in what is wrong

When did wrong become right?

When did Love become fake?

When did Truth become lies?


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