Open your eyes, there’s no illusion.
I get tired of people arround me. They pretend to be a lot. But they only pretend. At my eyes they don’t mean anything. When they’re about to open their mouth I’m not waiting for their words as a big suspence. They only are automates And only say an avalanche of useless words I am writting on the walls Sprinting the world with my words To tell so unmeaning things They only are pathetic It’s not really their fault They’re just good people of this society. Like a cobaye i’d even make them try my lies. They act in the dark, the light isn’t even able to reveal their identity. Do you think it’s silly ? I think it’s sad.
