Lens of Others
We have whispered filtered lies
repeatedly in our naive eyes
like a mantra of the faithful and the wise
and wonder why every morning we rise
with reflection on the mirror we despise

We have painted what we heard
as the ultimate art that must be shared
using the brushes of those who conform
only to the crowd's desired shape and form
And that's why our canvas is never our own.

We look through the lens of others
without realizing we have lost ours.

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