A mind can weave a web of lies,
so entangled within themselves
that the mind can no longer determine
truth from moments of insanity.
It can create a parallel universe so complex,
that one’s true feelings are often lost,
hidden between the folds of our experiences and our dreams.
How then, is one supposed to be sane in this world?
When one’s own mind can manipulate the slightest idea,
and turn it into a festering demon,
burying itself within our soul.
I am nothing but a girl,
desperate to determine my true feelings from
the figments of my imagination;
destined to go throw life without ever
understanding the difference.
Theme By: Heloísa Teixeira
