Fake Faces

This doesn’t feel real. This life, nay this game we are forced to play. I don’t think I want to show my hand, not yet anyway. Things just don’t look to good.

I want to walk up to someone new, look into their eyes and know that they are real. I don’t want the lie that they show everyone else. Show me what you have to hide behind those fake eyes.

Fake Faces

It is all fake, we are all fake, we are all lost. I hate what we have become. Simple and corrupt I hate this place.

Fake faces surround us. To the left and to the right we are all hurdled like cattle through our day to day life.

Plastic faces and fake smiles are what I see when they look at me.

An evil grin on these puppets faces as they push and shove to the front of the line.

Fake I am not I speak the truth. I’ve seen what this world can do.

Nearly destroyed by my selfish ways I found a better place...