Menon

The world's not what it seems to be. 
More likely a fantasy. 
Like a dream in a familiar way, 
it won't stay. 
The world's not what it seems to be. 
It depends on what we wanna see. 
Like a waterfall 
in your head - all washed away. 

The sunlight breaks through the clouds. 
Right into my mind. It opens my eyes 
and I see myself.
The sun is in my head. 
I can feel it shining. 
I feel soft and light like a ray of light. 

I feel secure. 


Internet's not what it seems. Just some electric streams, 
flowing thru the net of cyber space - 
An infinit race. 
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