The lies of this world
There is no such thing as an idealized world No such thing as a perfect person No such thing as sheer beauty No such thing as immense happiness For I have found the world of suffrage I have found the most imperfect person I have found the ugly side to everything I have found the bottomless pit of sorrow It leaves me numb and blank My heart sinks like a bouncing rocket My face seeks the mirror The reflections in my eyes dimmed This is no hell nor heaven Nor purgatory for sinners’ sake This is your illusion The matrix of time revealed My soul has long been transposed But my body waits to rot The war and the strife Swallows and churns us all alive Why wait for death to come When we know it is all a farce It is all a hoax To make us feel better When we realise all these will last Written October 25th, 2001 © on Oct 24 2001 07:16 PM PST 0 • 1
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"There is no such thing as an idealized world..."