Game of the time

In the passage of time everything appears
blurry, they are not yours but appear to be yours.

Those whom it is not possible to meet in reality,
only their dreams are visible day and night.

Whenever I turn around, there is no one to talk to,
everyone seems to be standing together.

Character, simplicity and simplicity are just words;
those who have wealth are seen as the greatest.

There is amazing wrestling, everyone seems to be on
top of each other in the race to get ahead.