How are we supposed to live In this false world? Where nothing is real anymore. We walk around with forced smiles And practiced lines. We live with transparent personalities And plastic emotions. We have stale conversations Just to be polite. We are fooled by everything With mirror tricks and computer graphics. How can we tell what's real In a world of cloned sheep And surgical enhancements?
Reason for writing:
General disgust about the state of our society.
Birth sign: Leo
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