Smiles pain the land with false hope seaping form glued masked with every head that walks the earth. Lies are I jested like air for my upside mind yearns for normalcy through frowns and real emotions, for my mind is a red dot in a blank canvas. A scratch on a clean surface or a mud splash on a white dress. For my upside down mind is like a cave of magic that forms from nothing. From my view the world is fake, fake with assigned roles that lead these puppets into order