Unreal

• Saida Ali, Grade 10
• Poetry
• 2018

The superficiality of our world seems unreal.

Everyday we reach for something without even a feel.

Like a follow on a SNS profile, to a like on a digital picture.

Why strive for something that’s blended with ‘fake’ and ‘unimportant’? An unhopeful mixture.

Although I can’t blame, we were morphed this way.

We were morphed by our own world, manipulating us to blend in and obey.

Open your eyes and look around you, there’s real people with real dreams all over, just like you.

But they too, are blinded by the world of the unreal and new.