What is reality really means,
Is it just a something, we built in time,
Or is it broken down countless times,
And built upon it countless times,
Is it just an illusion that we live,
That can be changed way we want to,
Although I can understand it,
How is it? That it can't be changed.
If change is something that never stops,
So what if it's the same with reality?
If it can be really changed, then why?
We are just trying to cling in to this,
Don't we have enough courage to change it,
Or are we lost in middle of pursuits of life?
Can we say we live in a our own reality,
Maybe you could say I'm a different one,
One who has a unique view of reality,
To believe that it really can be conquered,
Might be an illusion I see with my mind,
But I'm willing to walk that difficult path,
I might fail walking this road of uncertainty,
At least I will say, I'm being honest to myself.
Is it just a something, we built in time,
Or is it broken down countless times,
And built upon it countless times,
Is it just an illusion that we live,
That can be changed way we want to,
Although I can understand it,
How is it? That it can't be changed.
If change is something that never stops,
So what if it's the same with reality?
If it can be really changed, then why?
We are just trying to cling in to this,
Don't we have enough courage to change it,
Or are we lost in middle of pursuits of life?
Can we say we live in a our own reality,
Maybe you could say I'm a different one,
One who has a unique view of reality,
To believe that it really can be conquered,
Might be an illusion I see with my mind,
But I'm willing to walk that difficult path,
I might fail walking this road of uncertainty,
At least I will say, I'm being honest to myself.
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