Reality

Sometimes I wonder where am I?

Is it really a truth or a prevailing lie?

What if we all are some programmed entities,

Mastering skills by following predefined strategies,

What if we all are in pain in reality,

What if we really are facing heights of cruelty,

And our mind is the only thing working,

We all are alone lurching,

All of those memories are fake,

What if it's better to give on them than take,

What if all of us are living a lie,

And smile and laugh comes when we actually cry.