Days go by And years drag on. It seems a total mess As fare as I'm concerned.
I look at my life As I grow older, And it doesn't seem fair And also feels wrong.
Sometimes I feel alone On this planet Earth; That I don't belong And it feels like a dream.
Or maybe it's a nightmare In which I am only one, And everybody around me Is a figment of my imagination.
The aire I breathe and smell, The people I see and things I feel; Are they imaginary Or are they real?
I don't cry when I should And I don't know what love really is. So am I here or just dreaming? Is everying around me real or fake?
I look around me And I connot feel. Does that mean That it's not real?
I believe in God And I know He cares. But He keeps saying "no" To most of my prayers.
So I wonder if I'm real, Or if I am alone; Is everything around me Say that I am just one.
by Jann Newland ©December 2009
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