My mind fuses two differences in one piece.

How is this possible? Can I not do two things at once? 
Or am I just wishing?




Why can’t I just be?
Be me.
And become my own reality?
To just be my own.

Simulated to the beat of my heart, they never created me from the start.

The beginning was when my own mind was made up.
After it being forced to think corrupt.

You conformed,
But I grew to be true.
Indeed you are still not you.

So just let me be
Being me
And become my own reality.
To be my own.
My home.