Losing Myself

Losing Myself I had a thought the other day I'd like to share with you. It came to me randomly, But I think I secretely knew. Have you ever stopped in wonderment Of how much we humans know? Human beings have discovered incredible things, and though it may be slow, The coolest thing is that our knowledge bank will only continue to grow. The universe is slowly revealing Some of its secrets to us, But am I wrong for wanting things A little less robust? In this world where everything Can somehow be explained, I feel sometimes I don't fit in, And I question if I'm sane. I feel like life is a little more fun When I can just pretend So I take the facts they give to me, And I start to twist and bend. Until I'm not sure what's fake anymore And I can't tell what is true I feel like I've wandered off too far And my mind I fear I'll lose. It can't be normal that I do this Unless Do you do it too? I call into question my status now, And whether I am who I thought Is that man that I see In the mirror really me Or just the ideals that I've sought Am I mad and crazy, as often I've felt, Or am I just plain dumb? Am I a poet; a genius as I've been told Or simply a blabbering bum? I used to think that this was fun, Seeing different angles instead of just one, But now I think I may be lost To my own creative curse. The world seems fake and arbitrary And I can't decide what's worse: A world where nothing is as it seems, And nothing is what they say, Or a world where everything is set in stone, And I'm stuck in concrete dismay. Since my mind is out of sorts And I don't know what to do, I'll turn to you instead and ask, "which one would you choose"?