I used to write about whatever came to mind
And whatever I thought of, but those times have changed
It used to be that I'd search all day, but could never find
Something as deep and relevant and deranged
As life in the real world,
I never thought that this is what I'd say
But now, I know, the truth is what you don't want,
and it never really goes your way
I still don't believe it
But when it's right in front of your face
There's no way to ignore it
And in the end, all one asks for is some space
However, I still hate the word reality
It really shouldn't be so
It shouldn't really exist
But I guess, without it, it would be impossible
To live in this so called world of reality
I still don't believe in certain things
Like myself, and my abilities
But I now know what exactly reality is
I suppose without reality,
I'd never know my true ability
As a person, as a soul
I guess I should believe in the world as a whole
Because everything is fast moving
And everything is connected
By the threads of this so-called reality
And everything will change, but everything remains the same
