Someday Is An Awful Long Time Away
Can you tell me whats real and whats my imagination
I feel like I been dreaming all this time and then I find
That It all could be true,
Yet it all could be made up
Who am I
To judge what is reality
And
Define that which is make-Believe
I cant grasp what has happened here to me
And you
Were you
Are you
Reality
Or
Just
A
Figment of my imagination
I just dont know anymore
Maybe one day we'll better understand this place that we reside in
Maybe you will be real
And this love thats grown here will be real
But
What
If
Its not...
What do we do then
How does it all work then
And will the thoughts that we question
Ever be
Answered
Then how would reality be separated from dream and imagination
But is it separate now
Do you even exist
What about me
Am I sane
Or is this
What my
Brain
Has
Done
Engulfing everything that ever made sense to me
Maybe I will understand it someday
Someday is an awful long time away
Copyright © Chrissy Downing | Year Posted 2010
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