Smoke and mirror
Living in this world of our own
Magic lantern guiding us on in lies
A glittering world to the outsider, wishing they were us
Unfathomable torture zone on the inside giving us their all
Tortures by illusions, pain is exquisite
Dying is real as the day
Living in illusion, breathing in smoke
Bending to its every whim like the puppet
Flying higher to the sky, wishing to be Icarus
Particles floating around, every touch like the Midas'
Voices and voices and voices, going insane
The alley is dark I can't see my hands
My nosebleed got me feeling like I'm on meth, can't feel my breath
Like the world is on its edge, rolling over with just a poke of a finger
Levitating with absolute zero gravity
I have my head in the clouds, feeling like the Sultana I wave my hands
Smoke and mirror oh if you had known
You wouldn't wish to be us
Smoke has a face, the mirror is its eyes
The alleys, smoke and mirror
Gold, smoke and mirrors they are
Living is mirrors bathed in smokey lather, can't be left behind
The pain sure isn't of the family
Not even sure if these words are part of the team
Sorry, perhaps it's because I'm still living in it
Behind smoke and mirror.
© d_unnoi
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