DIRTY GLASS

The life of social media does normal still remain? The things that really matter have shifted all focused on Fortune and fame. watching people sculpt an image and forget their own name. so bound by shackles of popularity restricted in a frame like a picture. that's all it is. it's only there to see but all these pictures built by people are just pictures not to be to be. the one within that frame is yet to remain and see just because we see it doesn't mean that you can be it to walk in the shoes of that picture. you choose to display what they call image is about as fake and scattered as a game of schoolyard scrimmage. a bunch of clatter bound upon peak. that's all walled in into a vision that's not where you are and where you've been. all that really is is a picture that we've seen. nobody knows each other. we only know what we see through the glass but what really lies beyond that glass once known never lasts this world so deceitful what scene is unbelievable. don't get caught between four walls and display. what's unachievable for the time will come. you'll be that one that's called out enforced to surface and what resides between those walls? Will spin you around and most of times invert us. I choose to take the path of knowledge success and failure still in a frame. still showing through the media yet. my truth it still remains not clouded by deceit and the need to Shadow what lies down under I am a man and who I am shall remain uncovered for all to see the real me whether it rings fortune or Fame The act of this she'll bring you freedom and truly can't be tamed. let your personality reign and sing above the rest. let your face and who you really are shine bright and not be dressed in facade which clots the flow? and lacks a shining light of momentum in your life that can only win a fight bound by walls contained by glass. how long can you hide behind this mess. all I see is wasted time and money ill invested which leads a life of anxiety and stress that can't