Through the Veil

It’s the strange truth of man

When thoughts become needs

When you want what you see

And what you see

You only just perceive

 

It’s like plastic surgery for the brain

The illusion becomes real

I mean really, what’s the deal?

It’s all imagined

Just a dream that you steal

 

You’re consumed

And completely doomed

By your own visions

Of this supposed nirvana

The question you should ask

Were I to remove the mask

Why do we always want

That which we can never have?

 

The chemical reactions

Create a strange reality

A Barbie doll like life

Filled with perfect simplicity

Filled with your own duplicity

 

Funny how easy it can be

To see the grass so green

On the other side of life

But the truth just can’t be seen

Through the haunting veil of need

 

You’re consumed

And completely doomed

By your own visions

Of this supposed nirvana

The question you should ask

Were I to remove the mask

Why do we always want

That which we can never have?

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