So much fakery in a place called reality.
The lines between real and fake are quite hard to spot at times.
Takes experience to see it all clear but it's never that clear. In a land that's supposed to be real how come there's fake people.
How come there's broken promises and ignorance and so much hate.
People who hate the most claim they want peace. Their peace comes out of knowing there's a war.
My peace comes out of silence and friendliness and trust.
Who knows why the fakery flows strong in the modern world maybe our technological advances make us blind, maybe our ego's get in the way too much or maybe we are all developing paranoia and anxiety with a mix of depression for the attention maybe it's not.
The lines are blurred.
People mutter words.
Not all good.
Not all good in this broken world....
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