Poems From My Allpoetry Account

Broken Down Transparency

Apparently, transparency is irrelevant in life,
as it ends up bludgeoning others with the dagger of strife
unable to handle the truth of their finality
they stab back severing any trust had in humanity.
Dimming the lights of vividly clear friendships,
as they wear a mask tinting themselves within,
a kaleidoscope of colors lucidly illuminating vanity they're caught in.

"Fake it till you make it" is something I don't understand. 
Sounds more like gibberish making sure we stay in line
and not mess up the flow on the assembly line dictating our life. 
We like cars are made overseas,
away from ourselves turning into other's ideas of "me".
"Do we want shiny new rims and a nice exterior?",
while we disregard trash building up in our interior,
making us unable to bring others in our vehicle
smelling fishy as we are not authentic people.

We're as real as cars made across the bay,
full of fraudulent parts broken down as our authenticity decays. 

Lost on the turnstile of vanity,
turning to others propagating our false reality.
Take off the mask hiding our true colors,
and clean our cars inviting trust from others. 
Transparency is the filter cleansing humanity, 
reuniting us all becoming like family.

Life means nothing if we can't be ourselves.
Sustaining is nice, but not if we become someone else.