Is it all a hallucination
Living in my imagination?
It can't be something real
Because it's something only I feel.
I'm sure I'm right
Well I might
Be wrong this time.
Is that a crime?
It's so hard to find the lie.
Someone please tell me why
I'm unsure.
Tell me if this means more
Or less than I thought.
If only discernment could be bought,
For then I would see
How they all feel about me
Instead of making up theories
Like stories in some twisted series.
I'll never see what's true,
So how can I trust you?
YOU ARE READING
Random Thoughts
PoetryThis is kind of just my brain and random thoughts I feel like sharing with someone in the middle of the night. Don't take any of it for more than it is because I'm always fine. Also, please don't judge the whole book by the first few poems. I promis...
