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awaken delusional, illusions
to draw an unaware of judgement
snap to conclusions
when a good movie unfolds
it's not hard to see, yourself
in a role, deep in your heart
you wish for a part
to, touch, taste and smell
from a role, you feel, you have failed
so we tend to lose, ourselves
in entertaining fields
for opened voids to be filled
doing whatever, we have to do
even if it means, staging a coo
we are in need of answers, coz
we have no clue, as to, what to do
so we act out, to be seen
but, foolishly we are just seen
in a scene that, no one want to see
so we hang out backstage
glancing at another chance
to make a comeback
from wearing a dunce hat
selling your soul for fools gold
holding a silver spoon
shivering in the cold
what sense does that make?
I guess none, coz it was just a movie
and this is just, poetry
