Trying

Trying to make myself wake up 

But I'm still here

Trying to see the colors abrupt 

But I'm in fear

Trying to learn all that is new 

But there is no light 

Trying to understand what is true 

But views upon views are seen as 'right'

Trying to walk these streets of norm

But the thoughts I think are not

Trying to let my confidence form

But the uneasiness I feel is still felt a lot

In a world where nothing truly makes sense

In a world where people have grown so dense 

Trying to fit is an effort I cannot attest to 

But it is also something I cannot resist 

Life itself is a weird perception 

I wonder if it is all just a projection 

I wonder if anything I think is real

Or if it's nothing at all--All surreal 

I question these things with no avail 

Coming up with explanations 

All of which fail 

The most perpetual thing known to man

Unexplained existence, continual span