This is for the unlucky ones.

The ones stuck in the mirror image of their own shadow.

The ones who cannot face the truth.

Who knows what the truth is?

 For we all perceive our experiences differently,

we think it’s our integrity but it’s just an ego.

Sinners not saints—

For the faces involved show nothing at all.

 When trying to create your story,

you fumble on your words.

Trying to catch a phrase that will be your saving grace.

Do what you will, for what goes around comes around.

 The intention is all that matters.

For the universe listens…

So, who knows what the truth really is.

When this world was made of lies—

-Katy Dutil