Trapped by four corners of glass,
Striving for the upper class.
No windows, no doors.
Caught in the midst of a dream.
Floating or yet just as it seems,
An idea lingers across your mind
But diminishes as soon as you find.
Intoxicated.
You've almost made it,
But you're stuck on the same page
As everyone around.
You're duplicated,
Been dominated.
Your love has faded,
Traded for insecurities.
Playing their games like you've got no other aim.
Taking their words like a song caught on repeat.
Can't you see
In order to be who you are,
Beware of scars.
Don't trap your brain.
Let your ideas flow.
Only apart from vain
Will your true self show.
Poem About Living In A World Of Lies
Intoxicated
Published by Family Friend Poems August 2014 with permission of the Author.
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