Not sayin’ I saw it coming..
But when it came, I wasn’t surprised.
My Self already knew…
Something not quite right …around the eyes.
Blurring bits and taking hits and dancing round the truth.
The world you see is a fantasy.
It never gives you proof.
Answers flee down a dangerous path
But my spirit is my guide.
And being lost is worth the cost if I can find the truth inside.
Cause looking past the shadows…till a blur is all I see,
I take comfort in the knowledge
That the only real is me.