Well I guess we all have
our own versions of the truth
Our own little realities
Mine separate from you
When I say that I'm alright
And you know that's not true
When my smile, its so fake
And I can't hide it from you
So maybe I'm living in an illusion,
Or maybe this is all just a dream.
I don't want you to see my life
how it really is.
You mean too much to me
You barely scratched the surface
of my whole life story
And to tell the truth
I don't want you to know,
Just think that my life's boring
It's better for you
and better for me
If you keep living in this illusion
Because we only see what we want to see
And you don't need to see these scars...
They hide too much of the truth
The truth I myself hide from.
And I hope you'll never have to find
The ugly truth that I call my life
I'll keep it all buried in time
In this pain, in this strife.
I'm trying to hold on
To this little sliver of a lie
that holds the broken pieces of my reality,
Telling myself I'll be alright...
That this pain is just an illusion
And in truth I'll be fine.
But I was never good at lying
And I'm just doing this for you.
Because you're
safe
in your own little
reality
As long as its
Far
from my own little
truth.
The poem that inspired my new song "My Own Illusion". It won a competition but more importantly saved me from drowning on yet another night...