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Jan 2018
A crooked world full of pretentious *******

I myself am one of those
And probably so are you

We humans speak of evolution
But with every step we take ahead

We only delude our own pain so it stays away for just, an other day...

We wake up, wash our faces, brush our teeth and hang a mask upon our faces just so we are accepted.

We smile, we laugh, we keep moving, letting life pass by while wearing a mask just so it hides our tears.

Such pretence, such skillful trickery, and all so that we forget the pain, by having no time to think about it during the day.

And at night we drink. With a bottle full of wine in our hand, we look out the window and wonder when we are going to fit in

Fit in? "How do the others manage", we think to ourselves, and all that, just because we are too blind to notice the same old mask on the face of everyone else other than us.
Written by
Elias
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   Surbhi Dadhich
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