What Are The Days Really Made Of In The Eyes Of Yourself, Somewhere Else?
What is this world really? Are we alone or do we just think it? Is any of it real? Actually, what is real and what isn't? There are things that some people see as the Truth but others think that it is a Lie. So what is the Truth and what is the Lie?
No matter what we Lie to each other. The Truth is something Unknown just as the Lie is Unknown.
What in this world is True and what is Lie?
We are surrounded in a web of deception, weaved around us. Is it for protection or to just show how much of fools we are when we have nothing to believe? When there is nothing to believe our minds wander. They wander into the Unknown then what do we do? We find the Truth of the Lie, or the Lie of the Truth. Whichever you prefer.
Whatever is going on, it's something that pains me and I hate it.
Hate..
What is that exactly?
Love..
What are these words? We use them but can you really tell me what it means?
Can you show me what these words mean? What is it that makes them so powerful? Is it the things you feel? Is it the striking arrow of pain that shoots through your very heart so full of emotion that it shatters and breaks and you don't know what to think?
Or is it a joyous celebration that should be known to all around and even to those that aren't?
What are these things? These four small little words.
Truth..
Lie..
Love..
Hate..
Whatever they are, we will never know. They are Unknown. No one can tell us what they really mean for they are unexplainable. But what is?
No matter what we Lie to each other. The Truth is something Unknown just as the Lie is Unknown.
What in this world is True and what is Lie?
We are surrounded in a web of deception, weaved around us. Is it for protection or to just show how much of fools we are when we have nothing to believe? When there is nothing to believe our minds wander. They wander into the Unknown then what do we do? We find the Truth of the Lie, or the Lie of the Truth. Whichever you prefer.
Whatever is going on, it's something that pains me and I hate it.
Hate..
What is that exactly?
Love..
What are these words? We use them but can you really tell me what it means?
Can you show me what these words mean? What is it that makes them so powerful? Is it the things you feel? Is it the striking arrow of pain that shoots through your very heart so full of emotion that it shatters and breaks and you don't know what to think?
Or is it a joyous celebration that should be known to all around and even to those that aren't?
What are these things? These four small little words.
Truth..
Lie..
Love..
Hate..
Whatever they are, we will never know. They are Unknown. No one can tell us what they really mean for they are unexplainable. But what is?