False Enlightenment

I wear it like an accessory. A status, a trend.

I speak of enlightenment. I speak of delusion.

I am a modern personality. I am a fake, thinly layered charade. I am my worst enemy. I am the insecurity.

I lie. I cheat. I pretend. I articulate. I manipulate.

All in the name of praise to another. The another is just another, another. The life based on a concept of another.