The World around me is so unreal...

The world around me is so, unreal,

The world around me is so fake.

The niceness around me is vanishing, at a speedy pace,

All they want is to win this bloody disastrous race,

Their legs are tiring fast; their mind are in a maze

Their dreams are becoming, impossible for them to chase.

All tactics they’ll try, all avenues they will take,

Will kill anyone but to the top they will surely make,

Will they put aside all their differences?

And unite as a team for God’s sake.

The world around me is so, unreal,

The world around me is so fake.

The smiles have no meaning, no feelings they convey,

The tears are to manipulate, to get things going their way,

“Are the hugs for real?” to yourself you seem to say,

“Are they truly my friends or should I keep them away”?

There are no permanent friends, neither perennial foes,

Trusting anyone randomly might well add to your woes.

They want to reach the top, all moolah they want to rake,

In the process they always, forget what is genuinely at stake.

The world around me is so, unreal,

The world around me is so fake.

Sophisticated they’ll are, and call themselves Corporate,

The ladder they want to climb, has more power than fate,

To not slip down from it, they act smarter than a pirate,

Without real effort they want, accomplishments great.

Family, friends, love, life, are cut portions of their cake,

The rungs above are the focus; how many ever hearts they break,

Many careers they’ll destroy, but their conscience will never shake,

They want to achieve all their dreams, even before they can truly wake.

The world around me is so, unreal,

The world around me is so fake.

The smartest among them all, see themselves elevate,

To positions and levels where, negativity achieves a new state,

To keep themselves up there, their teams they will irritate,

Without whom they are as vulnerable, as a fish that bites the bait,

As they move further up the ladder, the experienced take their case,

If they haven’t built a good team, they will be shaken off their base,

It’s bad to experience falling from such height into a shallow lake,

Akin to winning Snake&Ladder, and then being bitten by a snake.

The world around me is so, unreal,

The world around me is so fake.

To move up the ladder fast, fill rungs with talent crate,

Support them all to the core, as if they’re your best mate,

In problems they’ll stand by you, solutions they will create,

In joys you will always have, people around to celebrate.

But Self-interests are sending, all goodness out of the gate.

Lonely times are boldly written, in their very near fate.

Unless they create new leaders who possess abilities innate,

Who are likely to ensure, their names as a mentor resonate.