Glass eyes

I see out of glass but does that make the world true.
My dreams feel real, then why is reallity the one
thats fake. Can one really do something great,
or is that fake. Created morally by higher ranks, one is taught to
see, believe , react, and express. Reaching that peak in ones
life, they rebel against the ones who trully love them.
Everyone is greedy, always lerking for that next skeme.
Can I free my thaughts from insanity, free them from
curiousity. Addicted to the expensive life, buying your way
threw life, killing the rest of your realness for the materialistic
world.
-AKERS