When you are lost into oblivion,
When you are confused amidst the doodles,
Dazed in traffic, Shuffling through the maze.
Walking into trees, Bumping into strangers.
Do you feel like the freak in the circus?
A foreigner to your own reflection?
When you are lost in figments of your imagination,
Stopping at the green lights. Reading upside down.
Painting skies green and the grass blue.
Don't you wish you were blind?
Living the beautiful lie of blissful ignorance?
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