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Have you ever noticed how fake the world is?

I ran across the hallway, tripping over the plastic plant.

  Have you ever noticed how fake the people are?

As they reached out a hand, helping me stand up, they awaited for praise.

  Have you ever noticed how fake I am?

Crossing through the glass doors, I placed a smile on my face for the show.

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We walk among eachother, each of us seeing through our own perspective; our own 'lens' per say. 

Who are we to make a judgement on someone or something if every thought of ours are limited to what we decide to aknowledge?

We hide ourselves behind flimsy shields, seeking protection; 

We constantly try to flee, but we haven't found an exit.

"For everything can and can't be; based on the reality we decide to create for ourself."