Young Writers Society

Fake. I used to think that fake was only used to describe celebrities or popular kids or rich kids even and whatnot, but the world now seems so fake. Looking around, everything seems so surreal yet mundane at the same time. Say this. Do that. Then everyone is happy...except you, but it's fine. Smile at this. Apologize for that, even though you did nothing wrong. You're just apologizing for someone else who is too stubborn and conceited to do it themselves. Honestly, when you sit around in suffocating silence everything, and I mean everything, seems so meaningless and empty. It's in silence that you realize you're just as fake as the rest of the world. You fake smiles. You tell lies. Everyone sees someone who is happy and together and going somewhere with their life. Maybe they only see what they want to see because if they looked hard enough it reveal in an unpleasant reality. Reality...is such an effing jerk.