Deception
You get good at being that one.
Though everyone around believes one thing,
Its never what you really are.
I dont even know any longer who it is that you are.
You have become something, that as far as I can see is nothing and is nothingness.
Keep your lies flowing like sweet wine.
Until everyone around you is intoxicated by the false words that make “so” much difference.
But you know what your doing, you press each letter indifferently posing no threat to yourself.
Or me for that matter.
So until the time is near when you must tell the truth, keep up this deception for it is the only thing that lets you know.
Your alive.
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