Imaginary things can be pleasant or destructive
an idea is powerful, ever living
then why so much power given to the wrong side
a piece of paper, a chunk of metal
money
borders are imaginary yet we give them form
to what purpose?
apparently freedom is imaginary too
living within a facade, sheep held within imaginary fences
eating imaginary grasses tainted with poison
keep living in the matrix
I chose to take the pill that hurts
the one where imaginary things are not real
and I am no longer a sheep
keep your money, borders and lies

I have a feeling you don't exist
Distance makes it easier to believe
I know you can be touched,
But I know that I cannot feel

I'm numb, inside out
Everything looks the same to me
Colors of the rainbow merge
and turn all the shades of gray

Laying, unmoving, staring
I watch stars as my mind races
Knowing that I'm not dreaming
I feel your presence within

You're consistantly on my mind
I know giving up isn't an option
All I've wanted to say is
I love you and I'm not afraid

But you're too far away to hear
Though I tell you in the depths
Of my sorrowed mind.
I feel like I'm dying

A ice cold hand has it's bitter grip
On my slow beating heart
It's chained without links
What's wrong with me?

Like an angel without wings
I feel trapped