Imagine the memories,
The thoughts you've hid,
The place you can't Remember,
someone you did, something you met,
a feeling you had
but now's lost you can't find
And the only key’s kept
locked deep in your mind.
Now imagine you're blind,
To the very fact that all those facts
all those stories, all those chapters
That have made you become You.
Weren't yours.
Imagine living it, but never
being there.
Imagine feeling it, but always
feeling bare.
Imagine seeing it, then your mind becomes aware
so you changes the story,
now You
were never there
Ever feel like someone else
was living your life for you.
Not a Higher Being
In the clouds living unaware
I mean the true essence of you
That your souls split and shares
One body, one mind
Storing all the personas
That make You one of a kind
When your emotions turn numb
And your chest beats like a drum
The wheels start to burn
As your souls take their turn
And a new place is made
For a new you to take
I mean she is the real You,
actually seeing your world
and your multiple tries
through you multiple eyes.
Reality triggers
our darkest Fantasy,
then make that Reality
But What's seen as real
isn't what actually
Real,
So we forget what we see
And remember no fear
I don't know what triggers it really, this “disease” we seem to have
Some say, it might be the mistakes
That Happen in life,
An irreversible moment
Forever engraved in time
Unchangeable choices,
The first chance was lost
The second one forgotten
And we ran out of straws
So we now pay the cost
For your mind creates another you
To get you through the chaos
To take your hand
And relinquish your fears
You inherit a different personality,
become a new character,
A version of you who was made to survive
A you who will only live to thrive
someone more stronger,
more creative,
More intuitive,
More appreciative
But then when it's all over,
when that part of your story ends,
your heart locks that you away.
Saving the key
for the day you will need it again.
Now I have a lot keys
And they open a lot of parts
But I fear that will be the start
For they don't need ever to be open.
Others are however an open door.
The hinges have collapsed
Forever more,
leading my sinful fears to my core
so I'm broken in pieces I can't control
And the puzzle is lost
Making my struggles a cost
And my mistakes mark
A hefty price on my heart