Illusion
The tattoos were temporary that were inked on my body,
The grenades were fake, a perfect detailed copy,
I started to worry when I started losing the sight,
It wasn't me but the clouds, it was already dark outside,
They say it is all in my head, yes, I truly agree,
But that's exactly what I'm saying, is it that hard to see?
I get locked up in my own thoughts,
now it runs through my veins,
Now i suffer from depression,
and you still say its all in my brain.
