Compulsive Lie

It's all really a lie,

there are no answers.

No questions,

no proof,

and no guilt.

Nothing is constant,

not even love.

It's all an illusion,

we are fooled like a mirage.

There is not a beginning,

no end,

no real life,

no reality,

no dreams,

no vision.

The future is lost,

the past has begun.

Don't look over your shoulder,

it will only bring pain.

Don't look too far ahead,

you'll lose your perspecive.

You think you know,

but no one really ever does.

You think you love,

but you can't build survival with it.

You think you hate,

but do yo have the strength to kill without mecy?

You think, too much.

They all pretend,

they all lie.

They all deceive,

to make you believe,

to use freely from you,

to lift no expenses.

We are all just a bunch of clones,

and they use us as experiments.

We don't belong,

we aren't outcasts.

Primal hunger for more, always more,

kills our desire for equality.

There is no pain,

no gain,

just us, sourrounded by what we have created.

So disconnected,

so weary.

Do you hear what I say?

Do you grasp my words?

Take them in like water?

You may,

or not.

Given the choice,

I say never chose.

ake all - winners always do,

but just you know,

it's all a lie.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

What if you wake up one day and everything you believed in and worked for was, in fact, worth nothing at all?Wouldn't that just rock your world?I felt very pessimistic when I wrote this one...I felt like placing some sort of doubt in someone's/anyone's mind-even just for a few seconds...

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