Façade De Pravda
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Life is hell.
Society is built on a foundation of unrealistic standards, the school system does the bare minimum to protect their students, and staff, crimes are being committed every second of every day, and nothing is done to save the remaining hope of humanity. Yet humans have to live in this so-called place known as "home," in order to spread the false idea of a great life and a fairytale like world.
Fairytales are made for fools, and true love is nothing short of a fantasy. They tell stories of true love that conquer even the scariest of witches, and dangerous dragons. How if you choose to be true to be kind, and naive, a prince will sweep you off your feet, carry you to a castle, and live happily every after. And for a brief moment that story may have been believable as a child.
Except for the fact that children grow up fast, and reality is the farthest thing away from a fairytale. Being kind doesn't make a huge difference for the way people treat you, someone with a high status in society, along money and power, is treated with envy, and hospitality. Whereas someone from a lower standing in society, is treated with animosity and acrimony.
Life sucks, and whether we like it or not we have to find a way to survive and live through it. And being truthful has never been a good trait to survive in this world. People tend to feign to withhold what they don't have. In order to fit in along with the crowd who hope for the promise of a better tomorrow. So, every single day, mythical felicity is the lucidity. For those who have been thrown in this lascivious world of atrocity.
Resentment is the root cause of dishonesty.
Deception is the art of deceit.
Counterfeit ambivalent with lies, and you shall see...
A façade consequently pretentious, and bittersweet
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