Altered Reality
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Inside my outward sites
The site seen
Outwardly outweigh inward
Given a doubled over clear image
Of ones own truth and the world's lies
This creation of reality is an illusion
I wake up again, look in the mirror, see my face.
God, I gotta cover it up with makeup, not because I want to but because it's considered 'not pretty'
