who are they?

Its easy to be, but not easy to live..

 Who are they? You and I…

They don’t live, but exist…
Don’t see, but judge…
Don’t know how but keep trying…
They search, in hopes that freedom will come.
Who are they?
You and I…
They are shadows of the past, memories that didn’t last…
Forever…
They never trust mirrors of soul…
Dream about life, but don’t live in I dreams…
 Imagine perfectness, but search for reality.
Each morning they pray for truth, each evening deal with matrix.
Drink feelings, carefully, not to get poisoned.
Live life, so after its end, they wouldn’t think of it as a soap opera…