Fool me

You wished to have those eyes on you,

We fished for being in the spotlight as a life achievement.

Welcome to a world where we are only the big game,

And the hunters are sending food to us and let we be juicy baby!

When time comes, we are fooled, hooked and cooked..

Honey, we are entertained by the so many ifs,

And drink the fallacious potion that aim to make us

Tougher, stronger motherf*cker!

But it causes a downgrade of our self-esteem,

And hand over us the “victim” costume.

Seductive, good looking, irresistible costume,

That puts more impact on our supposed incapability and

Make us thirsty for desacralized liquid of Truth,

Rather than on the power that lies when

We acknowledge our vulnerability, stepping back to

Face our darkest hours.

Years spent to end as a depressive human, No rehab for

this stardom addiction ; I’m afraid we have passed the point of no return.

We are only ghosts, nothing but ghosts.

What can be done, is fooling this system,

Pretend that they really are those who are in control,

And use melodies, light, paint, words, resilience,

As high precision tools to burn the pillars of this sweet manipulation.

Yes keep your eyes on me Mr The Great Puppeteer, while we put the seed of

Hope in every smartphone, in every tv screen,

In every classes, in every slum, in every “high society” rendez-vous,

In the food you eat, in the food you read and hear.

Even if we fall down, let us pretend not wanting to get up,

Just pretend and honor our HUMANITY.