Could This Be You?

Could it be you,
Living in a society.
Driven by allegations, alibis.
And lies to excuse them made.
Based upon pretensions.
Competing unnecessarily,
For attention to get.
With a keeping up of appearances.
To feed a need,
Of feeling a self importance.
From others to receive.

Could it be you,
Living to deceive...
Yourself to believe,
That acquiring possessions done to get more.
Based upon having a good credit score.
While you pray everyday,
No one comes to repossess...
Those 'things' you flaunt.
Worshipped to obsess to hope you're not left,
Behind a closed door depressed.

Could this be you?
Living in a society.
Unable to address or confess,
Your self deception to accept?

You are not alone to condone,
Bigotry to fiction or division to allow...
Free speech to speak it,
With a doing to accuse others to blame.
For being themselves and not ashamed of it.

Since...
This is a way of life in which,
Realty to know is claimed not to notice.
Or kept to pretend does not exist.
Especially if the truth is involved.
To turn on and off as if a light switch.
When bills are paid.
And judgements are made to place on others.
Incapable to ignore,
The regretting of letting themselves...
Indebted to pretensions.

Those others to mention.
Can not afford.
The keeping up with appearances.
Once adored to flaunt and explore.
To rehearse and kept to practice.
Not anymore.
Even behind their closed not to open doors!

Could this be you?
Refusing to believe,
The praying on your knees.
Can be a painful reality.
When the time arrives,
And a kept self deception...
Gets up to leave.

Could this be you?
Well...
These days,
No more are you among the few!
Wishing to take back,
Judgements passed on others.
Now to have a different point of view.
But reluctant to discuss,
From whose point of view...
Is observed for what the truth and reality is!
Living in a society,
In which...
Money deposited in a bank,
Has more value than worthless opinions.
Given unsolicited.
Free to pass.
Yet...
Useless to ask from others to discover it.
Could this be you?
Wrapped up and trapped.
With a pretentiousness clinging,
Onto your back behind a closed door?

Welcome to a society to witness,
Observed to see.
Free speech to speak it.
And a variety of diversified hypocrisies!