We Live in a World

We live in a world of taped up faces,
imaginary hopes and forgotten places.
A place where who you are is s crime,
A place that exists outside of time.
The world is turning the wrong direction,
Misplaced trust and fake affection.
A place where your body is worth more than your heart,
Where we accept cruelty and evil as art.
A place we were told to confide,
To a mysterious man with a judgmental mind.
Where wandering hands are welcomed and loved,
Where it will grant you an audience with those up above.
Where money is less than a beautiful face,
A generation trapped in the wrong time and place.
Force fed your beliefs that in fact are a lie,
But no one bothers to bat an eye.
Where opportunity is given for holding your breath,
And you are only respected until after your death.
A world that turns its head to the poor,
And adds barricades and locks and chains to the door.
What we see is controlled, what we feel is programmed,
What we hear is artificial, what we are is damned.
The idols we worship are paid off to pretend,
They care for our future, and the message we send.
We expose our body but conceal what in our head,
When it should be the other way instead.
We live in a world of taped up faces,
Misguided dreams of far away places,
A place where who you are is a crime,
And always will be until the end of time.