Whom do we trust,
Aye a lot cheat...
And a lot mislead.
So much mistrust,
Leads to a rotten,
Society.
Fed with nothing,
But lies and untruths.
We lead with deceptions,
Fearing our inner truths.
To tell our stories,
To be ourselves.
To reveal the flaws,
Within.
So we walk,
Alone...
In shadows,
& beyond.
End
Subject: Trust has become a luxury as society and technology keeps pushing us into isolation. This poetry explores this issue from an individualistic pov.
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