runt32a
10-04-2008, 04:08 AM
Reality
I have no dreams
I have no future
All I have is
My past and the present itself
I have no dreams
I have nothing at all but
My past and the present itself
My future is nothing
But death itself
My dreams is empty
Because they are
My life, they are my reality
They are what I’m living today
There is no future
All there is
Is the past and the present itself
Don’t you see?
What you once called the future
Is now the present
And what you once called the present
Is now the past
Can’t you see?
This is reality
Stop and look where your at
Look up at the sky
And down at the ground
Look all about
And who is all around you
Don’t you see?
What all has changed
Before you and me
This is not the time
Of the year we were born
Or the times of
Our own childhoods for that matter
Can’t you see?
This is reality
It does not matter
If our paths cross
It does not matter
If we don’t even
Know one another
The point is
Is that this is
The reality of you and me
Of your world and mine
Regardless if you can
See like me
This is the truth
If not our reality
The reality of the living
The reality of the dead
The reality of everyone
And everything that
Makes up you
And me and
Much, much more
I have no dreams
I have no future
All I have is
My past and the present itself
I have no dreams
I have nothing at all but
My past and the present itself
My future is nothing
But death itself
My dreams is empty
Because they are
My life, they are my reality
They are what I’m living today
There is no future
All there is
Is the past and the present itself
Don’t you see?
What you once called the future
Is now the present
And what you once called the present
Is now the past
Can’t you see?
This is reality
Stop and look where your at
Look up at the sky
And down at the ground
Look all about
And who is all around you
Don’t you see?
What all has changed
Before you and me
This is not the time
Of the year we were born
Or the times of
Our own childhoods for that matter
Can’t you see?
This is reality
It does not matter
If our paths cross
It does not matter
If we don’t even
Know one another
The point is
Is that this is
The reality of you and me
Of your world and mine
Regardless if you can
See like me
This is the truth
If not our reality
The reality of the living
The reality of the dead
The reality of everyone
And everything that
Makes up you
And me and
Much, much more