painted lie

What if we aren't real

what if this person is just an idea

placed into our feeble minds

what if none of this is real

I ask only because I question

I look in the mirror

and see a face that I dont recognize

I hear a name called

and my body, this body, responds

but why

who is this person

whose skin I've been barrowing 

that I wear as a mask

blinded to whats beneath

it just doesnt seem real

life, real life

it feels like a mirage

all I need is to swipe my arm in order to see through

the painted fable

I wish I could know what is real

but I may just be forced to settle

with my painted lie

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