sinisterdragon321

Mind and Memories

The fake isn't real

but the real can be fake

the things are jumbled up 

and my mind makes mistakes 

 

is the real really real?

or is it all just a fake?

do I really know who I am?

or do I have no face?

 

reflect and know

or reflect and question

because I can not know

what is real or part of my imagination.

Comments1

  • Goldfinch60

    Reality and imagination are part of our lives and reality becomes more obvious as you experience life.
    Good write.

    Andy



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