Nothing (the truth about freedom)

Freedom...wat is freedom but an illusion,a shade,an enigma...it is a state of mind to which people believe that no one will be left behind...but the truth is everyone is a slave to something..weather it be life,death,or love thing...we are nothing...but they don't get it the brain cannot perceive wat it doesn't understand and it can't comprehend what is revealed to the common man...we are nothing.

This poem is about: 
Our world

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