you are my mimic
sticking around
like a shadow
claiming to know
the places i have been
now im going somewhere
do you wanna follow?
reality you said
a subject you always
mastered
foolish i may say
is a man
who deny his clutters
how do you get their trust
lure them to your pit?
then what
use them and trample
their spirits once
they fed your fancy fad
im just as guilty as you
but my sin is of ommission
and yours is your reality
and your make
believe's your prison
you can never be like me
delightfully sad
ungreatfully glad
madly sane
compassionately bad
you are my mere shadow
its about time you
start telling yourself
this reality
that you can never be me