Chaotic Kaleidoscopes

This is a one of a kind collaboration poem that I did with the help of my dear little sister Annur Ezzati whom I'm so proud of! :D Thanks for the efforts and forever shall this piece of literature be cherished.

Fit into the society like a chameleon,

we tend to adapt unexpectedly,

sounds simple yet convenient,

foolish mortals do think so.

And if you think this is a one way road,

have your mind fixed again,

you shed off layers of skin,

more than any snakes on earth

to gain approvals,

that's the most you're getting.

Taking 'dress according to occasion'

to another level,

personality changes and there goes your principles,

call up a psychiatrist,

you need to be revived 

before the tricks start to fool yourself.

You dogs be sticking out your tongues,

adoring those fake ass bitches ,

never judge books by its covers,

unless you want to skip several chapters,

for these people play tricks and illusions,

but they're wretched witches, not cunning magicians.

Reach upon the pinnacles of success

only to find loneliness ,

used to keep your nose up in the air,

now you even got to keep your time for yourself,

because nobody can stand your presence,

nor be within your perimeters.

Joy, never was in your vocabulary,

sucking every last drops there is,

keeping perfection in mind,

nothing will be enough to feed your greed,

when failure comes knocking on your door,

blindfolded, you sacrifice souls to keep breathing.

You throw on your religion robe,

only to cover away

countless sinful actions,

never jump over thorny fences, never again

robe's off, you're more naked ,

than a prostitute on her busy night.

Sins are like stains on the window of your soul,

trust me coz eyes never lies,

gaze securely upon your imperfections,

fear of getting your infections.

When you drink a sip of destruction,

you come in between man and its destiny,

powers-like-God,

never will succeed in a duel,

with few signatures and money giving,

booking hell for yourself,

yeah that's what you're doing.

The sands of time is passing swiftly,

the gates of redemption is half closed,

wake up from these pleasant dreams,

discard the blanket of lies covering you!