If someone ever tells you
That he has never been a hypocrite in his life
There are two options: Either he is lying to you
Or really not a human

But for those who are human
I live on a planet called earth
With animals and people, we say we think
We scream we want peace with a gun behind
And what we say does not show the reality

Many claim equality always, but never
They dare to cut the roots of selfishness without further ado
In Korea they exclaim socialism, materialism is wrong
While covering their eyes with Ray-Ban lenses

People blame GMOs for cancer and more
That what is healthy and nutritious is of natural origin
And I know a thousand years ago everything was natural
And the average life was 30 years, no more

With abracadabra, they want to heal them
With strange rituals, words, and more
They say the pharmaceutical companies want to steal
But they take pills just in case

Hypocrites, hypocrites
When they don't do what they say to others
Their face is disguise, they won't admit it
They are hypocrites, hypocritical world

Hypocrites, hypocrites
Mirrors never reflect your truth
Their face is disguise, they won't admit it
They are hypocrites, hypocritical world

Christmas is coming, the night of love and peace
They say celebrating Jesus is the most
Important in the world that day nothing more
But we all know it's your Xbox one

It is your gift and you know it very well
You seem strange to relatives
But you really hope they do too
Give you a gift, maybe two or three

You always knew
And despite it you never admitted it
You pretended you didn't know what you thought what you saw
That Christmas is ratatouille, gifts and some jokes

But what difference does it make?
Lie after lie, it's already done something familiar
They say it's better to give than to receive, but they don't give
They complain if in their country they celebrate Halloween
Arguing is foreign and they forget Christmas

Hypocrites
When they don't do what they say to others
Their face is disguise, they won't admit it
They are hypocrites, hypocritical world

This world is sick and every day is a little more
Crazy people are always lying, but it's to hallucinate
Although they think they are always telling everyone the truth
While normal people lie and lie a lot without stopping

And now that I think about it, this world is subnormal
Well, the normal thing is the lie and it is rare, to tell the truth
The United  States advocates being the land of the free
While they lock up immigrants for not being from that place
They call themselves ''America'' you are not a continent you are only one more country like all

And where is Mexico? Is it lagging? No
You can express what you please to the government
But don't be surprised if they shoot or kidnap you
The police, because you say what you think in your town

Can not be,
That life is a lie with makeup
Because they disguise the truths that do not give pleasure
The reality not even with sugar becomes sweet

I can not stop
I can not wait,
To shoot these words without offending more
People because the world is a great hypocrite

I know that my poems are not for any age
It is for those who see the world with reality glasses
It's for those who prefers to be real
For anyone open to listen

Because an open mind is always listening nonstop
While orthodox minds are locked in their truth
They proclaim they have the truth and repudiate vanity
While their words emanate pride instead of humility

They criticize television stations because they have control
Well they hate everything they transmit, for example, the telethon
For the fact that they make money in exchange for some emotion
But anger is forgotten if they broadcast football

Escape from this web

There is a spider inside it

He watches your movements

A spider with a big belly

He ate milliards

He has too many tiny spiders,

But they are subnormal

Escape from this web

There is a spider inside it

***** blood from you

Try to destroy his system

Tiny spiders will find you

Kidnap you

Poison you

And **** you

There are other webs with

Freedom,

Democracy,

And justice

They embrace you,

Protect you,

Teach you,

And employ you

Escape from this web

The spider cares of your blood

Not your development.

It's ok to be born different.
It's ok to be abnormal, subnormal and normal.
It's ok to be scarred, to be scared.
It's ok that you once cared.
It's ok your childhood was a mess.
It's ok you're still a damsel in distress.
It's ok to wish for everything.
It's ok to have had nothing.
It's ok to be a child and still grow up.
It's ok to live in fear, to casually throw up.
It's ok to not fit the frame.
It's ok to not have hit the fame.
It's ok to talk to yourself.
It's ok to listen to others than thyself.
It's ok to dance under the moon.
It's ok to walk like a complete loon.

It's ok to have odd mannerisms.
It's ok to like everything everyone else says.
It's ok not to like everything everyone else says.
It's ok to be gullible.
It's ok to be shy.
It's ok to be fat.
It's ok to be short.
It's ok to be called ugly.
It's ok to fall in love.
It's ok to have lost the war.
It's ok to pour out how your heart feels.
It's ok to be shot down, stomped upon.
It's ok to be broken.
It's ok to cry your heart out.
It's ok to yell at the top of your lungs at random.
It's ok to pretend at times.
It's ok to laugh maniacally.
It's ok to make others laugh.
It's ok to show how you feel.
It's ok to hope, not to give up.
It's ok to want to go places and to adopt a pup.
It's ok to feel something other than happy.
It's ok to feel love, hate and everything in between.
It's ok to be a mystery than a mere tragedy.

It's ok to be this way.
It's ok to be okay.
It's ok to be you.

If my imagination ~
Cannot exceed my fears~
How was love created?

If my daring is mired still~
As you extend sweet puckered lips ~
How was love created?

If my courage cannot endeavor ~
Into the depths of your dreamscape eyes ~
How was love created?

Stymied ~
Subnormal ~
Obsequious ~
If I cannot create love ~
Why were you created?