If only eyes could differentiate good from bad,
I would be somewhere, thinking greater things.
It all begins in an experience I had,
With the real world, when it broke, my wings.
I hadn’t realised my friends were glad,
I thought I was imagining things, being paranoid,
But in truth, my thoughts were limited in a void.
I started to face the real world,
Mixed with hypocrites and hungry foxes.
Some did what they wanted, as they appeared bold,
And some, with plastered- smiling faces.
I would love to admit my stupidity,
I was naive, showing off my vulnerability.
That was the time I opened my eyes,
Truth belonged in the trash, it was all the lies.
That ruled this filthy world, what a pity,
Now I’m laughing hysterically, as it all appears witty.
