Poem: Ourselves.

When there is time, we think When the rush of everyday life leaves us Then when we can afford to look into ourselves To understand who we are To look beyond automatic responses Understanding who we are, that’s what we try When there is time, we feel When the weight of false appearances fades away …

To win all you have to do is Lie. . . Right? . .

To win all you have to do is lie. To lie means to win, but winning doesn’t necessarily means to lie. To lie is so easy, so tempting, that you can even lie to yourself, “I don’t want it”, “I want it”. The lies are rooted so deep inside of us, the world have taught …