various shades of white

i am convinced that the world around us is formed of several layers of reality.

one of them is solely built of lies.

every day we all add a brick to the wall

'dinner was delicious.'

'you look great in that dress.'

'yes, that felt good.'

'it's okay.'

'yes, i'm happy.'
'of course i love you.'

soon, the walls around myself will become a home.

it'll be the prettiest home, the bricks will be various shades of white.

see how lovely everything becomes when you coat it with lies?

it doesn't matter that who gets trapped inside

everyone outside wins, everyone outside is satisfied.

'what a lovely home you've built.'