Welcome to My World

I'm sick of playing games

and all this wasting time

and everything I do

treated like a crime.

Sometimes getting up

is the same as falling down

to the point of where each breath

enables you to drowned.

I'm living in a place

where airs replaced with smoke

and i'm so adapted to it

i've yet to ever choke.

My mind is somewhere else

where it is not allowed

quickly stacking thoughts

that already seem to crowed.

My reality is falling

and slipping to dillusion

leaving no apology

for hosting this intrusion.

Once it's figured out

it's time to start again

to continue to waste energy

on something so pretend.

I'm fighting for these feelings

i'm still not sure are real

weakening my reason

and ability to feel.

Reaching out for people

knowing no embrace

another price i pay

to keep staying in this place.

Sometimes a forced smile

is the same as a falling tear

to the point of where each lie

makes the truth seem so more real.

This is my illusion

the place my mind has strayed

the twisted little fantasy

my brain somehow has made.

It's almost like a sickness

a self induced disease

infecting my whole body

in whatever way it please.

If you feel the same

and your thoughts are also swirled

then I have nothing left to say

but welcome to my world.