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Naïveté
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L.M.Crow PM
Isnt it funny when reality hits?
Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry - Words: 186 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 1 - Published: 07-01-04 - id: 1653968
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Naïveté
Graced with the eyes of naïveté
I was blinded by what I never saw
Wrapped up in a cellophane reality
As plastic as plastic could be
I feigned my life
As fake as false could be
And here I find myself
Drunk on the bottle of reality
I think I lost my innocence
Somewhere along the line
I thought I would be comforted
Once the veil was lifted
Yet I see nothing for my confusion
Why was my actuality had to be such an illusion?
Well that just shows my naïveté
Sitting here waiting for something to fall
Somewhere where I could see
But the stars will not descend for just anyone
And who am I?
Anyone, Anyone
Everyone who is every anything
I was lying to myself in the midst of the truths
Which were waiting outside
For me to break free
Now I am at the bottom of my bottle
Reality is nothing more than a drug
And I cannot get enough
I question those who answer
This new life is growing on me like a cancer
I think I lost my naïveté
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