dream is just a word

a busy mind reflects what's new
but your weak self is torn apart
deep inside there is no single you
and that's where all your suffering starts
you cannot leave the dream

reality is hard to spell
without a word to fill the gap
that burns your logic into hell
cause words created their own trap
your life's some kind of dream

there's no way out,
you cannot spy
behind the screen
which is a lie
that feels like truth that makes you blind
that fools the eye inside your mind
beyond your thoughts there's no “behind”
but we deny we cannot find

your so called life is nothing more
than all that you can think of it
your self just stays outside these thoughts
'though it's your brain that makes you fit
into its conscious dream

there's only you
dreaming your world
nothing is true
but we're allured
we stay unknown and get absurd
by searching for the fitting words

there's only doubts
you cannot guess
what's really there
causing your stress
your theories can't tame the mess
'cause thinking failed with its success
we are a question more or less
as long as we're doomed to progress