Sometimes nothing feels real
Like I’m floating in some fever dream
And unable to heal
I gaze at the stars and think
What if it’s all faux
What if it is all a dream?
But it feels like I’ve stooped too low
To wait around and see
Play around and
see
Maybe it was never real
from the start
Maybe the only thing fake was a part
Of
Me.
Mar 14, 2025
Mar 14, 2025 at 11:30 PM UTC
Sometimes nothing feels real
Like I’m floating in some fever dream
And unable to heal
I gaze at the stars and think
What if it’s all faux
What if it is all a dream?
But it feels like I’ve stooped too low
To wait around and see
Play around and
see
Maybe it was never real
from the start
Maybe the only thing fake was a part
Of
Me.
