for the lovers in steemit (For sale at the World Auction)

My wounds were intertwined
And it became old in a new color
The eyelids disappeared under the tears
Evaporated as clouds
Our mirrors lied to us
They always hide our rights
We made them mock us every morning
Our innocence has been implemented for a long time
How funny is man
It makes bad laws
Study it and kill it
Confused is the truth
Behind the bars of the mind
Everyone became a murderer
This kills with a look
And that kills a word
And another cursed with a laugh
All our skills, our art and our paintings
For sale at the World Auction
Against an innocent child smile
Found today in my memory