A
high dose of virtuality
A
person can't differentiate
Reality
of life and fiction
He
says to lie to himself
The
future will close on him
He
doesn't see it coming his way
He
still thinks he can wriggle away
The
bad way of his life
The
sound in his ears
He
tries not to listen
He
steps into his virtuality
He
feels he is in control
The
reality will hit hard
When
he finally sees his errand ways
There
he will cry in his gated walls
With
a tag and a name
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