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Title: The Circus of Unreality

by Wonder_Woman63 from Berkshire | in writing, fiction, playwriting

What more do you want from a world of greed,
Lust,
Sex,
Love,
Hate,
Anger,
Sorrow.

You want your souls back? Really? You want to be who you were born as, really? Why? Why would you want something as boring as that? What because you want to be you again? You can't be serious! But... but you'll be shunned, hated and despised. Everywhere you look people will talk, you'll be ostracized by your friends and no one will take you seriously. Surely you don't want that... You do? You truly do? ... (sigh) Well now, that's just being greedy!

Greedy? It's not greedy to be yourself, it's reality.

Not some fairytale mix tape sort of a circus.

In the real world we are people, like you

We talk and dance and laugh like you

But just a little more extreme...

These hands are like your hands.

My face, my make up, my mask... may be brighter than yours, but you wear one everyday...

I don't need a mask, there’s a person under here... i just have to find her.

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