MAN WHICH DWELLS

I’m the man who dwells in secrecy,
- no one would know because perception is reality
and he feeds society what they wish to see,
but at home where it’s most quiet the mind rattles with insanity
in dreams, it’s always an episode of you and me
the best version of ourselves living the life we wished it could be
it always ends when the sun begins to wake,
lying in bed as I revisit details of another dream
wishing it was real but life is swift to deliver a reality check
rinse and repeat, days of grinding for currency that ends up quickly spent
this is my curse to live with, I’m the man who dwells quietly