Is it real
All of this
A reality filled with senseless must.
The art of self
Seems like a world
Where everyone looks upon in felt.
Disturbed by the notion of everyone’s motion
A deliberate injection of energies potion.
A journey that must be had
No matter how sad
A lesson to absorb
A moment to be said
Don’t forget to get out of bed.
Rejection and acceptance
Work as one
Even if you know how life began
Moulded into this
A Desirable man
That came here to deliver a new plan.
Feeling it all through frequencies of old
Awakening ears of fortunate told.
Reality is real
Reality is fake
Reality is all a tiny mistake.
Awaiting the unfolding plan
Written before the entrance by hand.
Softly feeling numb
The complexity seems none
Reality failing more than some
Awaiting the darkness to come.
Nov 9, 2018
Nov 9, 2018 at 7:22 AM UTC
Is it real
All of this
A reality filled with senseless must.
The art of self
Seems like a world
Where everyone looks upon in felt.
Disturbed by the notion of everyone’s motion
A deliberate injection of energies potion.
A journey that must be had
No matter how sad
A lesson to absorb
A moment to be said
Don’t forget to get out of bed.
Rejection and acceptance
Work as one
Even if you know how life began
Moulded into this
A Desirable man
That came here to deliver a new plan.
Feeling it all through frequencies of old
Awakening ears of fortunate told.
Reality is real
Reality is fake
Reality is all a tiny mistake.
Awaiting the unfolding plan
Written before the entrance by hand.
Softly feeling numb
The complexity seems none
Reality failing more than some
Awaiting the darkness to come.
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