Sometimes I forget

I forget who I am

And where I'm from

In pursuit of a fantasy

A dream

Of adventures

Of love

Of something I'm not

Some higher purpose

Becoming a prophecy

A legend

Worlds of people

Of places

Of things that do not exist

In the world that I reside

I dream of this when I'm asleep

I dream of this when I'm awake

I dream

Which means that these stories are not real

These worlds do not exist

Anywhere else

But my mind

These words we speak

Never leave anyone's lips

And then I wake up

And see that

Maybe I don't really have a prophecy

A legend

A true calling

But

The world that I reside in

Lets you make your own story

There may not be magic

Or dragons

Or wizards

But the magic here

Is one of a different sort

It's seeing those you love smile

A baby being born

Things of that sort

And the wizards here

Could be anyone

All it takes

Is a bit of

Something

And you could draw a smile

From even those at their worst

And it's so

Beautiful

So I do

Spend most of my time

Dreaming

But sometimes I have to wake myself up and

Smell the roses and

Remind myself that I

Have a story here too

Maybe not a huge one

But I still do

And I should remember that

Those other stories are amazing

But they're not real

And I have a real story

Just waiting for me to

Live it

And that's

Really what

Matters

Isn't it

You're so

Confusing

You're

Not

Really

....

I have a question

Why are you trying so hard to be

To be what you're not

'Cause

I've never seen such a

saturated

blue before

Before you

You're trying so hard to be a

cold

unfeeling

undisturbed

blue

And frankly

I don't think you're telling the truth

That blue that paints your words

No

That blue that stains your words

It's too strong

It's too heavy

It leaves a sour taste and a dry feeling in your mouth

I've never met such a blue before

Almost every single person I've met is a warm color

I suppose that's for a reason

Cause the warmth shows that you're alive

That you feel

But your color

Is not one of warmth

It is falsely blue

And fake cold

And though I may sound insane

Even to you who has made a place in my heart

I know it's true

You

are

lying

to

me

Our friendship is built on these lies

Are you really who you say

Or are you truly a stranger I've yet to meet

Is this friendship really real

Or are you stringing me along

I've never really had a

friend

such as this

This song and dance we seem to play

I can see when you lie

Your words stain into the saturated blue

And I can no longer know

Anything about you

Anymore

But

Tell me this

Are you really my friend

Are you really that sickening blue

Or is this all pretend

Make-believe

Like children who don't understand this world

But if you're going to answer

With another lie

I'd rather that

You don't answer

At all

And maybe we'll move on

And forget about this

But even so, I will be stuck seeing that

blue

Stain your lips and mind

Your soul and words

Until you finally are stained all over in that blue

Until you become but a blur of that color

That fake

That sickening

That heavy

That sour

Color

And I hope that one day

You stop being what you're not

And accept your true color

'Cause

I can guarantee

It will feel much better

Than living this lie

That you've

Created

For

Yourself

But even so

I will still be here

With you

No matter which color you choose

Because you're my friend

And I care

Which is why I'm telling you that

Your color is fake

And I bet your actual real color

Is so beautiful

That I'd wonder

Why you'd hide it

In the first place