#19 Society

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There it stands in front of me
reeking of cruelty,
Comforting with lies
Judging by the eyes;
this is our society.

It says it likes diffrence,
but not this kind.
You should be this way,
But not like you are.
Behave fake and have masks,
but not the mask you're wearing.

Confused as to who you
are supposed to be,
you get lost
in the black sea of mystery.
Our society.

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