What you know, what you feel, what you see;

Is it real?

When you sleep, is it really you?

Has you mind gone on vacation,

Or is the truth

Lying under your conscious self,

buried beneath

What society taught you, the you people see?


What if you recorded

Every dream?

What if the unguarded you

Started to reveal things

In symbols, patterns,

And you started to see,

Decipher your dreams?


What if the you you call you

Was a spectator, deceived,

Ignoring true interpretation

Of reality?

What if life is a lie

And truth is in dreams?