Blinded Sight


Blinded sight

Dollar signs in the way

Too caught up

In all the ways

Of this world

Fake personalities

Closet full of masks

Never ending parades

No true friends

How much further

Does your back bend?

Self esteem in ashes

No more free passes

Too wack for a circus

To real for Halloween

When do you find

Who or what

You’ll truly be?

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