A Dream of Reality
Why is it that the idea gets to me? That I take it to be real?.. Sometimes at least.
Everyone out there knows, they all see something I cannot. They hide it from me, but so poorly that I notice.
Is this reality? Every moment I feel as though I'll wake from a dream... I feel as though I'll remember something I've long forgotten, see things I once knew.
It seems coincidence, it's a faculty of the imagination. It's a plan, a motion, a lost reality.
What is truth? Who am I? They will not let me know. They will only set me in their game and deny me freedom to be who I am - To know who I am...
And so I grudgingly continue on, another step in a dream of reality.
E.L
Everyone out there knows, they all see something I cannot. They hide it from me, but so poorly that I notice.
Is this reality? Every moment I feel as though I'll wake from a dream... I feel as though I'll remember something I've long forgotten, see things I once knew.
It seems coincidence, it's a faculty of the imagination. It's a plan, a motion, a lost reality.
What is truth? Who am I? They will not let me know. They will only set me in their game and deny me freedom to be who I am - To know who I am...
And so I grudgingly continue on, another step in a dream of reality.
E.L