I've begun to think that everyone is an illusion
hiding behind a mask
no one seems authentic to me anymore
if everyone's a fake am I a liar too
or perhaps it's only me and not at all you
savage dogs and thirsty wolves
on each other for a ****, any ****
trying to make ourselves seem real
am I as bad as all of you
give me a smile
that fake plastic mold you've attached to your face
tell me a story
that sweet burning fiction that comes out of your mouth
you mean nothing
nothing you say
nothing you've "done"
you mean nothing
illusions walking around trying to fool each other
fakes that pretend
you never grew out of the days of imaginary friends
I don't want imaginary friends
I want us to be real people