Things are never what they seem,
You think you know things
But then you find out
What you "knew" all along...
Was false. A complete lie.
It makes you wonder,
"What really is true?
What isn't?
When am I not being lied to?
When am I not?
Why are things so confusing?"
Things are never what they seem,
You've been living a lie.
You aren't who you thought you were
But wait...
Wasn't it said that you are who you are no matter your origins?
So are you really you?
Are you who you think you are?
"Why are things so complicated?
Why won't it make sense?
When will it end?
Will it end in death?"
You don't want to die yet do you?
You're still too young for that,
Your life's not yet half spent,
The hour glass half full.
But maybe death is the only escape?
Maybe, maybe,
Maybe won't change anything.
Maybe you'll never know.
