Surrealism and Ego

The truth becomes blurried
when life hurries past visibility
Cloaked beyond reason.
I pinch myself.
Am I dreaming? 
Did I sacrifice my currency for pride?
Penny-less with No hole in it.
But Ego. Check.
Dignity. Double Check.
They say, you must think positive
but all I see, is faded day-dreams 
while I lay waste,
as time passes by.
It hurts, yet, my ego won't let me cry.
So I guess, I have to keep hope alive.
or Keep. Hope. A. Lie.


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