I'm trying to change my reality

I aim for a state of normality

A change from my constant insanity

To feed the fire of my vanity

 

Am I handsome enough, or not by far?

Am I the me, that you think that you are?

The part you see in you and criticize,

Am I that image you try to disguise?

 

Would it be cruel for me to say I'm a fool?

Or would it be a spot on description?

I'm sure all agree that I am uncool,

But would fool be a proper depiction?

 

I want to be strong, I want to be wise

So that I can see through all of the lies 

Those sad little lies by which we're all bound

We never see them but they're all around

 

I'm tired of the pain, I want to be good

To feel accepted, not misunderstood

To beccome that part of me that I should

A part that I don't think I could

 

I don't want reality, I want dreams

A world in which nothing is what it seems

I don't want to be how I was before

I'm tired of this life, I want something more

 

I'm trying to change my reality

I aim for a state of normality

But the problem is that I am too vain

In fact, I think that perhaps I'm insane