I feel as if a fever dream has woken me up inside. I know that things aren’t what they seem so why does it hurt my pride when people ask me what I think about how things are today I don’t know how to respond or even know what to say.
All the thoughts I used to have are going down the drain. It seems like there has been someone who’s hacked into my brain. I don’t know what’s real anymore because I’ve been online for so damn long, the truth’s now hard to find.
What used to Seem to be so right now I’m told is wrong by people that won’t agree with me or sing my own song. I have no choice, but to be Left alone with my own Private thoughts
I try to stay perpendicular to the truth that everyone else has bought, I close my eyes and think of times that have long past us by, Their vivid impressions coalesce Before me in the sky. One consolation that I get when I open my bedroom window are the songbirds singing to themselves I try to let their message flow Through my mind as I unwind and think of days gone past. I hang onto these memories, hoping they will last.
I don’t know how much time I have left in this old life, All I know is I love my boy And my one and only Wife. For them, I would do anything No matter what the cost. In their hearts, I hope to find myself getting lost.
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