What are memories really?
Just drifts of past presents
That light up your mind
To warp you back to the moment.
But can we ever really tell the distinction between
What’s fiction and what’s fantasy
What drives you to insanity?
Imagination is powerful
Stronger than mankind
But can we know for certain
Its not creeping up behind
Us to steal what is truly ours and rightfully the truth
If you think about it enough you’ll find it slightly uncouth
But of course I could be wrong,
None of this could be reality
So I won’t ever again
Make you question your morality.
The only thing that is definitely fact is
There are many unknown things-
No doubt about that
But whether you dub this lies or non-fiction
Explore for yourself,
You’ll find a new addiction
You don’t have limitations
For your creations
Are boundless,
Pure imagination is undefined.