Man Made Reality

Reality, you are shout; into a meaningless void

An abyss down consciousness- of truth, devoid

The waking state is but some sort of dream

What we see is not all out there, it seems

Reality, you are but a perpetual mirage

Running through souls, an unremitting montage

You are an imagination of a string of thoughts

Your survival is dependent, otherwise naught

While I daydream, it seems you aren’t real

But an phantasmic composition of the surreal

Your condition can be swayed single biased belief

A single shadow of doubt can unfurl the sheaf

You are but a screen, of a master projector

Merely playing the film by a renowned director

There is no script, but the human mind,

To which your very existence is confined



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