why this restlessness

  
why this restlessness
why this craving
why does the truth hurt so bad
people we love the most
we hand them daggers deep
to push it in our heart and twist
to shatter us to bits n pieces
why does the heart hurt so bad
strangers we are all
in this insane world, selfish all
in these illusions we weave
we sleep
thoughts entrap and tangle us all
we live vicariously through words we speak
a face we show you
a face we hide away
a face we dare not look at ourselves
selfish we are, selfish us all
who do I write to
who does read
insane illusions
but we all weave

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