Nov 2015
When I'm listening to music
Sometimes I think of the artist
Sometimes I forget they are real
That they exist as part of the same world I do
But I soon snap out of that trance
It astonishes me that they are real
It astonishes me that I'm even surprised by this fact
Sometimes common sense
And common knowledge
Is fleeting to me
But only during rare moments
Only when I'm caught up in my own life
Or the life of a fictional character
Living in a fictional world
Sometimes I think of the artist
Sometimes I forget they are real
That they exist as part of the same world I do
But I soon snap out of that trance
It astonishes me that they are real
It astonishes me that I'm even surprised by this fact
Sometimes common sense
And common knowledge
Is fleeting to me
But only during rare moments
Only when I'm caught up in my own life
Or the life of a fictional character
Living in a fictional world
Most of my poems thus far have just been my raw emotions and teenage angst being let out, but I like this one because it's more of a contemplation! (Can you tell I'm in a good mood? Obviously a rhetorical question lol) ^^
