Is all we are reflections of our own opinions, the snobbery of our judgements and the flaws of our own restraints? Our sight is mistaken most often when we fail to see through the shield our minds make up.
It’s all nothing but a truth we wish for.
A truth we strive to make real, as it flounders in fantasy and sometimes drowns in bitter sin.
Nothing is what we really want as we lie about what we desire.
Nobody is who we really think, because we lie about who we are.