Pretense of Life

Mine is just another dream

Except it is a dream, and everything is not as it is

When I try to feel

Just as how I feel this feeling

When I wake up

When it’s just a matter of remembering it

But the “it” is not what you think it is

When the things are not themselves

You may wonder but you can’t

Bacause you know and you don’t

But thankfully enough

This absurdity saved me from it all.