words.

The world spins by
I’m not sure if I’m dizzy
Or if it’s just a blur

I can’t tell if it’s raining that hard
Or if my tears just
Block the sun from coming through

Is the landscape really that fuzzy
Or can my eyes not focus
Well enough to see what’s real

Are the ambient noises I’m hearing
Sounds that are there
Or are they ones I’m producing

There are so many ways to see the world

Are your eyes making the world look that way
Or is that exactly how it is?

Are your ears making things sound a certain way
Or is it reality you hear?

Are you spinning
Or is the ground moving

Is the path forked
Or are your eyes crossed

Is your future bright
Or is the light in your eyes

Perceiving deception, deceiving perception.

Life goes on.

A smile’s a smile.