Have you ever attempted to look at your thoughts from the outside in? Staring gazed, bewildered, confused, and thought, "Where the hell have I been?"
Perhaps these thoughts are just an exaggeration of what would come; over stimulating my mind, and turning possibilities into realities are all welcomed.
Just perhaps they're tales to cover up what's true. What I refuse to see and accept that somethings will never be, and I'll just have to make do.
Sometimes, I just like to escape into the delusional me, and for a brief moment in time...just let my mind wonder free.
Perhaps these thoughts are just an exaggeration of what would come; over stimulating my mind, and turning possibilities into realities are all welcomed.
Just perhaps they're tales to cover up what's true. What I refuse to see and accept that somethings will never be, and I'll just have to make do.
Sometimes, I just like to escape into the delusional me, and for a brief moment in time...just let my mind wonder free.
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