Because the truth is,
You’re in a motherfucking warzone,
In your mind.
And they don’t know,
What is going on,
Inside.
But neither do you.
Who are you?
Who are we,
To question reality?
Maybe it is all just holographic.
Computer code.
Ones and twos.
Simulated program,
Illusionary magic.
A bunch of scripted acting.
Reacting,
And slashing,
Out my own little universe.
In this hologram.
Multiverse.
What is the purpose of this course?
It’s rehearsed.
Pre-scripted insanity.
Organized chaos.
The truth,
Is whatever you want it to be.
But don’t tell them you know,
Because they’ll bombard you,
With their own version,
Of this bullshit show.