A Harsh Truth

Here’s something of mine:

Behind the curtain where no one can see.

Groups form, lies take shape,

Everyone makes their own circle of friends,

And if you’re not already in the circle, you never will be.

You would think when a scene ends, so does the act.

It never does, people never stop pretending,

Yell at someone who shares some of your faults,

Because that will make everything better,

Shocking news, the spotlight isn’t always on you,

Hard to believe, I know,

Closed minded and selfishness should never mix.

It kills the innocents who just want apart of it all.

Oh that’s right, if you don’t pretend, you’re banished,

Heartless act of blind disapproval,

Hypocritical jerks, you’re the same as everyone else,

I refuse to conform to your ways.