Please wake me up from this dead place.
It's all so fake and awful, so stifling.
I can't breathe for all the lies in the air!
What is truth anymore?
A thing of the past?
Once green life is now withered brown.
No more words to believe in.
A hall of mirrors, our only home.
Fake, cheap dreams are all we have,
too blind to see the ruse.
Once upon a time, I knew the truth.
Now I know a web of deceit,
of hateed and of sorrow.
Let me rest, I beg you, please.
The light is going out.
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