There is an uncertainty
The lies in the people I met today,
Floats not just on the surface but clogs their soul
Eyes that aimlessly hover,
Never do they smile with a bright childlike vigour
It is looking for a shoe she may like to buy
or a woman she would like to ridicule,
for what she wears on the outside
Waiting to impress another of his kind
There is an uncertainty
I feel in the people I see
I cannot smile back at the day
It is like a haze of visual frames I do not understand
The circles of confusions aren't a surreal mystery
They are lies concocted on convenience
There is an uncertainty
I am certain.
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