Reality.
What is it?
I don't know what's real.
Not anymore.
I don't know if the support I got
Is real.
If the love I got.
Is real.
Maybe not.
But I don't know anymore
If the pain I'm feeling
Is real.
If the voice inside my head
Is real.
If the memories pushing me closer and closer to the edge
Is real.
I don't know
If I am real.
