I keep on thinking, day in day out.
What is truth and who decides it?
Is it what I see, or what I say, or what I hear, or what I feel, or what I smell.
Is what YOU see, or what YOU say, or what YOU hear, or what YOU feel, or what YOU smell.
You never saw through my eyes, my world was a heaven.
You never said the words I did, because your ego was hurt.
You never heard what I heard, the angels talking to us.
You ever felt what I felt, the warmth of a relationship.
You never did smell what I did, the fresh air, the raindrops falling on dust, the freshness of life.
I may never have been right, but also I was always not wrong.
I mended my ways for you.
I left my passion for you.
I have given up everything for you.
Can’t you just give up your ego?
The truth cannot be measured, its one’s own.
I wanted US to see the truth and not just me alone