Is it real or is it just
My mind making this up
Where right seems wrong
And wrong's okay?
Don't get me wrong
I don't think I'm insane
But hey, that's just me
Now I'll sit nice and comfortably
In this box within my head
Am I alive or am I dead
No, alive but am deprived
Of common knowledge that is derived
From common sense
What is this tense
Past or present
I'm not convinced
That I could make this up
This really did happen
I'm not pretending
No wait I am
This is so confusing
Don't take my hand
Can't trust my stability
Instability that drives me insane
Is this right or this plain
Ignorance of my brain
That leaves me a walking denial
Now I'm suicidal
And it's suddenly all in my head?
This can't be real
You can't be real
Is this my mind
Or am I fine
Just flip the dime
How could I be lying
To myself
To my memories
Remembering false happenings
I just so happened to steal
What wasn't real
Is this real
Is this real?
YOU ARE READING
Poems of Mine
PoetryThis is a series of original poems that I wrote so that I could clear my head a bit.
