I just woke up
and I don’t remember any of this.
I don’t know where I am.
But something tells me it’s all wrong.
I want to wake up another time.
Just not this time.
I don’t want to be visible.
Though many don’t see that I am
I don’t want to see what I can see.
This is all wrong.
Everything should not be how it is.
Instead of mourning lives that are here
we should be mourning lives that our lost.
There are truths being painted into lies
and lies being turned into rumors.
There are people being turned into threats
and ashes being thrown into water.
There are stars being blurred into fog
and stars being turned into what they’re not.
It’s different.
and wrong.
I just woke up
and I like where I am now.