Well I guess we all have our own versions of the truth Our own little realities Mine separate from you
When I say that I'm alright And you know that's not true When my smile, its so fake And I can't hide it from you
So maybe I'm living in an illusion, Or maybe this is all just a dream. I don't want you to see my life how it really is. You mean too much to me
You barely scratched the surface of my whole life story And to tell the truth I don't want you to know, Just think that my life's boring
It's better for you and better for me If you keep living in this illusion Because we only see what we want to see And you don't need to see these scars... They hide too much of the truth The truth I myself hide from.
And I hope you'll never have to find The ugly truth that I call my life I'll keep it all buried in time In this pain, in this strife.
I'm trying to hold on To this little sliver of a lie that holds the broken pieces of my reality, Telling myself I'll be alright... That this pain is just an illusion And in truth I'll be fine.
But I was never good at lying And I'm just doing this for you.
Because you're safe in your own little reality As long as its Far from my own little truth.
The poem that inspired my new song "My Own Illusion". It won a competition but more importantly saved me from drowning on yet another night...