Condemned to "Perfection"

(this is not very well put together. And i like it that way.)


Lies
Are what is told
When the truth
Does not exist anymore

Truth
Is what we kill
Instead we speak
The words they want to hear

Frauds
Is what we are
Acting as those who we are not

Cowards
Is what we have become
Buring ourselves
While pampering who the world wants

Fear
Is what we live in
Believing the world
Banishing our souls
Feeling as though
We are not fit for this place

Confusion
Is the sense we feel
When asked
Who we are

Lost
In this world
In the lies we have spoken

We have become the lies
Just to be accepted
Lost our own minds
To capture the soul of the world

Who have we become
Nothing but a shell
An image of perfection
Portrayed in this hell