Fake world, Fake people

I say fake world, I say fake people,

because we are real but unreal.

We believe in our realities

and doubt possibilities.

We dream to achieve,

but hope to receive, without working for it.

See, they smile in your face,
but are quick to replace,
love with hate, when you are late
on your promises.
We dwell on premises,
the same premises, with our nemesis.
From the beginning of time;
Genesis, we've learnt that,
not all that glitters is gold,
we're told, not every story unfolds,
the way it's told.

We spice things up, we're nice, in person,
twice worse in our confines.
We hate you when you're alive,
but die with you in tears,
when you are in your coffins.
We are stubborn, from the day we're born,
we are vulnerable, until we are gone,
so we learn to be fit, wear suits that fit,
for survival is not for the prettiest, yes,
this race is meant for the fastest.

That's why many are quick to fake to look the part,
to play the part, to seem the fittest.
And I detest the fact that we were born here,
it's clear, everyday, that we are full of fear.
We say what people want to hear,
we have become people pleasers.
We come to the dinner late,
to miss the appetizers,
we eat junk, lost souls serving us free pizza,
because the system has subjugated us.

We are broke,
and most of us broken.
We are tied behind technology, so they can feed off of us,
we are fake because we choose not to,
we are born this way.
Fake till it seems normal,
learn the etiquette to seem formal,
we are learning to grow more,
without having to stumble.

May you, oh Lord, guide us on our feet,
in the right paths, with the right math,
until we get home. Fake world!