What is Reality? One can dream something so real they think its real. When the only dreams you can remember are the ones that actually happen, what does that make them? Real as they are in the dreams, what makes them happen in reality? The line is too blurry for even me to see through.Yet things that we think are real are often not. Each person percieves things differently, so who is to say what is real or not?
My hands are tied and my mouth sewn shut
the silence they put me in keeps me stuck
the more i try the more i die
wondering what i did wrong and why
the thoughts that i have are made by you
my anger flowing forth like a flood its true
lock up my soul and silence my heart
when will you all see that its black and dark
try as i may to get myself heard
silenced again when i shouldnt be hurt
my say in life has never been true
because in the end i am to you but a fool
but the pain you cause me just to be right
keeps pushing me furthrt into the night
still i keep silent for tis a golden rule
stupider i get for listening to you
i see the world for the evil that it brings
bet when i share it away they all spring
my soul entrapped needs to be set free
you wont like it when my mind can see
your true faces of doubt and shame
in the end it is you, not I to blame