Who Are We Kidding?

Who are we kidding? We’re lost in a whirlwind, Of people, of places We say we’ve all seen. We act like our parents, We talk like our teachers, But walk like our siblings, Some things one cant fake. I could hide in the cupboard, And you under a chair, We could talk for hours, While flicking our hair. Still caught in a whirlwind, Looking down upon our self, Confusion and anger, Lies and stealth. We think we must know, It's for our own good, That lies aren't lies, But rather our truths.