What is truth and what is the repercussion
If you say it wrong you might as well give yourself a concussion.
It’s easy to get caught up in the fantasy of the mind
The problem is I don’t seem to mind
The brain is quiet, safe and happy
While the real world is just about staying chatty
You talk because it eases the pain
How long will this remain
The truth spirals in embarrassment
And it feels like that concussion was just a type of harassment
Everything is easier when it’s said in vain
But the truth is hard to tame
So here I am being who I am
Please just take me to a better place just as I am