Feels like I'm fooling myself,
Or am I fooling yourself?
Am I fooling the world?
The entirety of the universe,
Sugar coated speech,
You'd expect me to taste of honey,
But my pallet is far more complex
Craving salty, sour, and spicy
The heartbroken stories filled with remorseful characters,
The complex lies surrounded by loved ones,
I've trapped myself in the webs I've built,
Am I truly happy?
Or have I forced this reality on others
So that I can no longer tell my own,
Perhaps I am happy,
But my mind refuses to be quite,
Telling me that I am fake,
A creation that is built on its own facades and shows,
Real or fantasy?
Truth or lies?
I sit in complentation of my actions,
I feel like I'm fooling someone,
Maybe I'm fooling everyone,
And I feel like I'm fooling myself
YOU ARE READING
Random Short Stories/Writing Stuff
PoesíaBasically just a dump for my writing without any real story I suppose, enjoy though! Also the cover is my own art, you can see my signature and awful handwriting, please don't steal! If you want to use it please ask first, thanks!
