Blank Canvas

The rest of the world was black and white,
But we were in screaming colour.


-T.S

People are parasites.

We are people.

We are parasites.

We all live a lie

People fixate on ideas, conjuring fantasies of perfect scenarios and sometimes even other people to better reality and so their mind simply taints the truth of the situation for them.

The truth you know? Well, that's your version of it. It's not the truthful reality at all, its just your reality.
We believe what we want to, it never is the way we think or hope it to be, and it never will be. Our refusal to accept this fact is the reason we as humans, conflict; our realities co-exist in a perfectly conflicting turmoil.

I was just thinking and I've realised that it truly is ironic how they say the truth is a bitter thing, being a taste they've never even experienced,

Thus it brings me to my pained conclusion that there is no truth, just endless lies co-existing amidst all our fantasies by the dozen. Which leads me to believe that there is no reality either, not one common reality at least. 

We are all liars. We are all soul sucking, day dreaming, vile, damaged beings, living in our tainted dreams and the funny thing is, we're happy this way.

                                                                                                 

                                                                                                  -Sincerly,

                                                                                                             A liar.

"Lies are like scars on your soul, they destroy you."