My dreams have no name or place

In this cloned world

So I am pushed to blend

Yes I blend

As if I have been hijacked by mincing machine

I see same faces and places every where

Similarity has become the new brand of today

What do I do?

I wear Gucci dress to hide my scares

I apply Estée Lauder to conceal my pain and suffering

Even my old gods have been replaced by images of

Is it self-deception

I feels my dreams has been ripped out of my heart and replaced by the impotence of my brain

Illusions of today, please be replaced by my most secret dreams