I try and try,
But people don’t see.
I speak the truth.
But they dont believe.
They would rather bring their false ideas alive,
So much so that it becomes their own reality.
Clouded by a haze of hate,
Jealousy.
Pretending to love,
But tearing apart the pure serenity of connection.
Drama and misdirection.
A waste of time and breath.
These silly games a way to hide their inner demons of hurt and pain.
Afraid to face the consequences of their actions.
Or see the suffering that lay behind them,
In their path of destruction,
Before it is to late.
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