False Enlightenment

I wear it like an accessory. A status, a trend. I speak of enlightenment. I speak of delusion. I am a modern personality. I am a fake, thinly layered charade. I am my worst enemy. I am the insecurity. I lie. I cheat. I pretend. I articulate. I manipulate. All in the name of praise to another. The another is just another, another. The life based on a concept of another.