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May 2020
Lost in my own reality
Cursed to live in this fake world,
Where models wear make-up
And man kind always afraid of something.
Where mistakes turn into regrets
And pain turn into hate.
No wonder everyone looks upset.
Where broken morals turn into bottles.
Oh how the game has changed.
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Lost In My Own Reality.
Where women are referred to as "*******"
And concerned citizens are "snitches"
Is this the best we can do?
Huh, talk about "gifted".
Streets is funny out here,
Seeing a 12 year old crying
"What do I have to live for?"
While downing his sorrow with a bottle.
Is this how we live?
Huh, talk about "evolved".
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Lost In My Own Reality.
What happened to the Transparency?
Or is that Transgender too?
What happened to Trust?
Because nowadays there's only Lust.
Everyone looking for a quick bust.
Forgetting that they're ruining someone's future fast.
What happened to commitment?
Lemme guess, it went suicidal too?
Seems like that's the best way to escape every problem.
But what you're actually doing is avoiding a trap to fall into another.
But I guess that's what happens when you're "psychotic"
Is this how we live?
Huh, talk about "matured".
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Lost In My Own Reality.
I guess this is why some people prefer never to wake up.
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Lowkie®
Lowkie
Written by
Lowkie  22/M/South Africa
(22/M/South Africa)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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