Sometimes I lie in bed thinking, is life even real? I guess I'll never know the answer to that question, so I just sort of have to keep going. This is a collection of poetry I wrote from May 2019 - September 2019. P.S. Sorry for the weird beginning of the description, it is just something that has crossed my mind a few times lately. I suppose you could say it is a "mood" for how my life feels to be going currently.