False
Your smile is false.
I can see right through it,
Like polished glass in the sun.
No shadow is cast.
Your touch is imaginary.
It passes through me,
Like the fluffiest of clouds.
No warmth remains.
Your scent is fake.
I can smell its artificiality.
Like a cheap perfume,
It sets my nostrils aflame.
Yet when you say
Those few words...
I believe them.
What is reality then?
How far beneath the surface
Have we buried truth?
Buried ourselves?
How foolish we are.
In times long past,
Humans made the world.
We colored the sky blue
And painted the clouds white.
We made the world.
But now the world makes us.
We're packaged tightly
And shipped off for processing.
We're put on the shelves
And haggled over,
By those willing to buy our lives.
We play their games
Until we are able
To become shoppers ourselves.
An endless economic cycle.
What ever are we to do?
Need anything be done?
We seem to be happy all the same.
If we are satisfied with falsality,
Why search for reality?
Time will pass just the same.
Copyright © 2006 Jarred Lee















Comments
it's when people think you're too stupid too realize what they're really doing ... everything's false today in politics, for example and every day when you walk on the streets with millions of other people you see them talking through their cell-phones with sunglasses and cigaretts in their mouths
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It reminds me of the everyday routine people get trapped in, trying to impress everyone and lie through everything just to make themselves look better or like everyone else, or to maintain the same routine that holds them, whether or not they like it.
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"By the time I realized it, I had already swung the bat. My palms still sting." -Naota (FLCL)
It's all just fun & games until the flying monkeys attack!
Clubs: ~art-photography-club ~Emotional-Writings ~NinDS ~n-wii
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"By the time I realized it, I had already swung the bat. My palms still sting." -Naota (FLCL)
It's all just fun & games until the flying monkeys attack!
Clubs: ~art-photography-club ~Emotional-Writings ~NinDS ~n-wii
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"By the time I realized it, I had already swung the bat. My palms still sting." -Naota (FLCL)
It's all just fun & games until the flying monkeys attack!
Clubs: ~art-photography-club ~Emotional-Writings ~NinDS ~n-wii
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Let the world change you ... and you can change the world
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