Candid Pens

How did we get here? How did everything become fake? I wonder who brought us this far in our self deception. Sometimes, when I walk in the park, I feel like putting my two hands on my head, but because people will start to ask, "who died", "what happened?" And other Jamb questions, I don't. Some times I feel like just screaming, but the fear of people asking, "are your people aware of this?", or "are u still using your drugs?", "maybe you should visit a psychiatrist for medical attention." Most times we feel like doing some things, but because it is awkward, we won't. Why then are we all in deception. I mean self deception! Most of the things we do are complete imitation of what we are exposed to, we have successfully killed our flair, our innate ability to be creative, our self motivated actions are infinitesimal, but we imitate a lot from people. Why? I mean why can't we live the life we really crave, why do we have to...