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(poems goDesired to be desired, men only judge you not on your character or personality but on your attire. Living in a world filled with judgment and momentary happiness, sometimes it’s hard to stay sober from the lies, when everyone is living make-believe lives. Then you begin to questions your existence, when your life starts to be inconsistent. Lying in a empty room filled with the sound of nothing, you begin to reflect up your day to day; it comes to mind that the morality of this world is lost and every day that we pretend to live a life of lies we pay the cost. Our minds are so far gone that reality doesn’t dawn on us, until we start lusting for the things we can’t have or the urge to keep living in the past. It could be simple… living a life of joy and fulfillment. Instead we rock hard and unsteady, walking paths of life that genuinely don’t make us happy.
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