They talk about originals. They talk about unfeigned. The talk about pukka. But the thing is we are all the same,always trying to satisfy others. Always trying to be the real ones,the genuine ones. Hiding ourselves inside out, concealing our souls, obscuring our aspirations. Always seeing the cracks of others,in the broken mirrors created by our own minds.And in the end,we are the unalloyed! Creatures besides us are frivolous,imposters and pseuds.
But it’s complicated,you know.Sometimes I wonder,are we all the same underneath or just the pretenders?!