Society is a farce

These daily mascarades

These facades we carry around like trophies

Or maladies

And it gets so tiring*

To have to peel back layer after layer for people**

To see where I am coming from sometimes

To see themselves in the mirror

But I can see my own fallacies

I can see my own hypocrisies

And I guess the only true difference

Is

That I can admit to my own bullshit

I can admit to the masks I hold

I can see

Deep down

That when it comes right to it

We humans

Are all the exact same

Alike in our desires and needs

Alike in our psychosis and pains

We are so much more alike

Than any religion, government, sex, creed

Can ever try to force us to believe





* To have to carry all these "images"

Around with me

Of who I am suppose to be

Of how I am suppose to act

At any given time

** and also for myself (when I get sucked into the drama)