being realistic is wrong nowadays
i say this with an open heart evidences can't justify my truth false belief has become the way
i can't seem to figure out my fault giving real criticism has become a crime
oh well, let me make up a lie to make you feel better
look at how much sham we feed ourselves
that song is horrible but i'm the bad guy if i say so
i just can't find myself to understand
well maybe it's best if i don't
i rather be this way being called a stone
have y'all really seen a ghost?
why trust something when you don't even trust yourself
maybe i'm being too much
or maybe i'm being too realistic
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem