running away from reality,
haven't proven your worth,
everyone's trying so hard,
what's their purpose?
stuck outside,
can't see through the shattered glass.
mirrored reflections glancing back.
empty promises, forgotten, unattended to.
valuable words that lost their worth.
you're looking for a familiar face
yet all you see are liars [strangers]
people moulding into different characters,
like a play.
stolen individuality, don't know who they are
no more.
trying to be more appealing than riches,
what's your purpose?
can't see the innocent amongst the guilty,
who's not regretful?
faces hidden behind their masks,
everyone's a coward.
they speak the opposite of their actions,
blatant lies.
once the mask slips off there's no turning back,
steady yourself.
pretty faces covering a vile facade
hovering between two crowds,
where do they belong?
good or bad? pride or peace?
make up your mind.
where do you want to be?
YOU ARE READING
weightless
Puisilate night thoughts and evening hopes, bottled emotions that I'm too afraid to show. compilation of poetry. [lowercase intended]
