what if this so called reality was an illusion,
we all know we were brought into this earth with our minds filled with confusion,
yet lately i have been thinking about my life and it's my creator,
i'm just a tiny space within a picture, just like how within a tree lies countless number of pieces of papers,
i can feel, smell, taste, hear,and i can see,
but i know that within me, there is a flame burning with skepticism,
and one day i hope to find the meaning behind it all.

There's Naruto,
And there is Sasuke,
There Is Ronaldo,
And There Is Messi,
There Is Black,
And there Is White,
There Is Long,
And There Is Short,
There Is Satan,
So There Must Be God,
There is Beginning,
And So There Is The End,
But There Is One Thing Without His Opposite,
And That Is You.

The sun is up,
And a new day calls upon my name,
Coffee fills my cup,
But each sip is never the same,
Man my life is rough,
My passion is as bright as a flame,
Man I feel bless,
So my eager is tamed,
And I can feel it in my chest,
It is as white as *******,
One day I'll fly around my emptiness,
And I hope to find the true meaning of pain.

My Sunday Mornings are nothing but the 7th day of the week,
Theres nothing special in my clothing or what I eat,
Because it is simply the 7th day of the week.