I never wanted to stray away
but as my mind drifted further and further
the more I knew this is where I belong.
Predicting the outcome of each and every day
even though my heart knows each act won't be.
I live for the times I see myself
worshiped for my ever lasting strength.
They smile at me and I bring them all hope.
...Reality strikes...
I am weak.
A lost little girl trapped in this existence is all that I am.
I go on with my simple life
that I have made so complicated.
Just give me a moments time of silence
So I can escape once more.
Listen to me utter no truth.
Lies consume me on the outside
but on the inside those lies feel so real.
But what is real anyways?
Things one can touch with there hands?
Things one can see?
...As my frustration shows...
This is much more than that.
I carry my life, my past, within me
day in and day out.
Each day it is re written.
You may not be able to see or remember this past as I do.
You may not even be able to see my presence.
But reach into the depths of my eyes.
I am here.
And you are not forgotten in this life of mine.
For you are the only one worthy of both of my worlds.
Life is perfect with you on the inside.
And you'll never leave me there.
There is hurt in my future
but not the kind of hurt I have or will endure in reality.
The hurt only I can face in my mind.
The hurt that is far to great for any average being in the real world to
bare.
But in my thoughts I am strength.
I am hope.
I inspire all with my false impressions and stories.
I see the future I have for me now.
...Smirks with a sigh...
And the present is slowly being written
as each moment passes.
Using every excuse I have to tell this story,
my life
to anyone who will listen.
...My reality has struck...
 
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