We frisk to the emotion or is it the other way around? We don't know,
Different phases ,
Different faces
Some times cloud nine ,
Some times we just confine .
We love
We hate
We cry
We laugh
We feel guilty
We breakdown
We smile
But , we forget that we are the beholders of our ownselves .
We let things to control us!
And obey like slaves,
We reconcile to those energy and let them master us ,
We walk into that world of fantasies
We talk only about fanciness ,
We aren't ready to accept the reality
Because we let it control,
We fail to the see clarity
We are away from serenity
We don't want to step out and see the actuality
Because we are stuck in maze of "Fantasy "
We humans forget to live in reality, for instance we know we depart which is actual truth . But we think that everything is permanent which is an irony, at the end of the day . Even after all these we still consider fantasy is a real thing, which takes us to an surreal state , where we have all good things and we just blindly accept. Well thats where turn into slaves and mind takes a control over us and we start feeding to partial truth and sugar coated lies.
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