Sometimes I'm not sure if I'm asleep or awake,
My dreams are real and reality is fake.
What I think is real might be wrong,
Perhaps I've been deceived all along.
Maybe I'll wake up if this is a dream,
And realize that nothing is how it once seemed.
There are times when I just feel-
Like nothing in my life is real.
Perhaps I'll wake up after I die-
And see that my whole life was a lie.
Maybe not even reality is real,
Sometimes it seems abstract and surreal.
My life is terrible, too awful to be true,
So can it be real? I wish I knew.
This surreal life I can't escape,
What if I'm not even awake?
My whole life could be a dream,
Trapped in my mind, reality unseen.
If my life is a dream, don't wake me yet.
I want to live a life I'll never forget.
Living with dissociation, you begin to wonder...
About the things you have never dared to think of before. Both condemning and relieving.