And the Queen has spoken...

You can’t take it away from me so don’t even try
You can’t have it so don’t ask why
I won’t allow it
It cannot be true
You can think whatever you want
But you’ll be lying to you
You can go
And you can stay
But don’t think I care either way
I know I love you
But don’t talk to me
I have lost that one thing
You know, my identity

Muscles are stretched and time stands still I have no other thought than to comfort my stressed out lifestyle who knows no other reality but mine so as long as I am alive I will have it figured out but who’s to say that I don’t already

Can you help me with this little problem I have I seem to know who I am but keep on running from who I thought I was if you meet her down the street keep her away from me I don’t need to know her anymore

I thought I had it all figured out but the more I know the more I realize I know nothing I can walk and talk and eat and I can talk a good amount about nothing but still the world is like a cloudy foggy existence and I don’t remember where I was going

So to dream and to eat aren’t they the same aren’t they the reason we come out to play I thought that I was real but now I know that can’t be confirmed because maybe just maybe I am not even me maybe I am you and I pretended to be someone who never existed and now I must face the truth wake me from this dream and I will make your dreams come true