No body likes the truth
only dead people,
'cause they don't care anyway
you can say whatever you want
but dead people don't care about the truth!
is like when you're driving
you sit in your car,
you shut down the windows,
quiet...
no radio...
no cd player...
you drive and you deep in your thoughts
no one can touch you,
well, except those who can potentially get you into accident.
you don't care about the truth
until you arrive upon the desirable place,
where you just must to open that door
to realize that your own cozy space is gone
and now your ass belong to this reality...
is just like coming back from the dead,
suddenly you need to start accepting the rules of this society,
hell bending for the minimum of lies....
the big part of truth..
it is great to be dead among the living!
White poem of dead
© Copyright: Серж Блэйк, 2011
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