In the reality of the world.
The fantasy of our mind.
The thoughts of your concious.
The truth of the heart,
And the passion of the soul.
We all have different ways of...
Disguising that reality.
Lying to the fantasy.
Hiding those thoughts.
Betraying the truths,
And destroying all passion.
All to hide that appeal of who we really are.
How do I know this? I do it myself.
We all want that reality made to fantasy of our likeing,
Your thoughts not to affect what you think in your heart,
And the passion not to ever, ever fade.
Then...
Why do we lie about what is possible?
Why do we hide what makes us feel?
Why do we betray what just is?
And why do we destroy what makes us human?