Imaginary World
 

Do we not seem to be in our own world,
when all we will use is the imagination to create…
This world where you pretend to like, love and hold,
in the mean while without saying goes the true feeling of hate…

Do we not claim to know on another,
is it that we just take what we see for what we know…
The ocean is beautiful and deep, though everybody swims ashore,
now do I wonder, why complain,
if everybody gets to see what you want them to show.

Insecure, everyone is made by this awkward knowledge,
it is not the way you ask a person who they are…
Must it be if they wonder at all and come up to the conclusion,
they are, everything and so much more, then just happily themselves.