Life is a Dream

Questioning the unquestionable,
seeing the unseen,
believing the unbelievable,
like life is only a dream.

Gliding through thought
like it’s the last of your life.
Bending over backwards
to make it all seem right.

Moving without notice.
Blind to every scene.
What does it all matter?
What does it even mean?

When you think with cognition
and breathe only with your lungs,
the air around you disappears
and leaves you there with none.

If only you could tell yourself
nothing is as it seems,
you’ll stand even stronger
since life is only a dream.

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