Through the Human Eyes

Surface meanings,
shallow words,
beautiful packaging,
is that all life's about?

Covert hatred,
hidden agenda,
cruel creations of mankind,
we can't forsake.

Awake from these lies,
breathe some fresh air,
sense some honesty,
will that day ever cross our way?


I've noticed that a lot of my writes revolve around hatred as well... Hate the world of lies, despise the world of swindlers (never trust anyone who becomes your friend, they will one day hurt you. Or otherwise, just aim to use you as a step ladder), and abhor the world where I need to use masquerades.