Poem - Perception And Reality by Sam Chapps

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Sam Chapps

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- Perception And Reality

Perception And Reality
by Sam Chapps

findin everythin out the hard way it seems,
seems the only easy ways are in dreams,
seems to dream you need to sleep,
seems to fall sleep you need to be awake,
seems i am neither asleep or awake,
hovering between...lost, fake.
try to take the easy way out,
the easy way isnt as easy as it seems,
not even an easy way out in my dreams,
and everyday the people say,
that not everythin is as it seems,
and if you are true to yourself-
you can make real your dreams,
but what do people know and what do i care? id rather be alone ...here...
nowhere.
seems so lonely in this nowhere place seems like i am no ones child and i am a disgrace,
and i can say to miself that one day i will show them all,
but what have i to show them? and i will soon fall...
deeper, and deeper again into this suffering pit of humanity with irony and wit,
my only company and they dont talk much, the clever silence weighs me down.
and i seem the fool.
and now i start to suffa mi mind has had enuffa this shit
as the ironic wit
weighs me further and futher down in this pit.

seems i still love u
seems i always will do
seems i shoodnt
seems i had i the choice i woodnt
seems even if u tried u coodnt
seems still that i shoodnt
seems i should stop i woodnt

nor could i
nor should i
coz the love for u is the only thing ive got
seems the coals under my feet are startin to get hot
seems i should move on
seems ive got nowhere to go
seems ive got no rhythm, seems ive got no flow,
but ive got to find some WAY
coz without u the WAY out will seem far too easy
seems even if u came back you'd leave me
but its far away coz the suicide fear is mi pit
yeah thats the ironic witty bull****, i cant do it
and who knows, u mite come back..mayb.. someDAY

and i just keep on going
and i just keep on flowing
and i just keep on knowing
that one day ill reach the end
and ill never set the trend
and it will have all been pointless
and i just cannot stress

how much i still love her
now run and duck for cover
coz im about to kill another
and ill make the world shudder

seeing through a red haze
seems the world is ablaze
never gonna stop
gonna keep on goin
flowin
no matter wat is said
as i race against time
coz before im dead
she might love me again
then i woodnt care about the trend
go against all form
never gonna be the norm
nonconformist,
constantly stoned,and pi***d
gonna keep on geting dissed
vision clouded
constantly the future shrouded
everything merely seems
and the only good seems stay in dreams
now im gonna make the ceiling raise

and it seems im still away from the latest craze
AND i reely have set the world ABLAZE

and still im in my pit
with no way out of it
and still the ironic ****
and still i cant do it
and still i cant swallow my pride
and commit suicide

and now the rhythm starts to beat

and now i cannot retreat
and now there is no heat
and the world goes cold
and no longer am i bold
and the world begins to scold
and i wont-cant fit the mold

and now ive reached the end,
and i never set the trend,
but i didnt seem to blend,
and of that im proud,
though not really loud,
and i feel a great crowd,
of all the other lost souls,
and theyve lost their controls,
and they drag me aWAY,
but mayb ill be back someDAY.
mayb i will find a WAY,
and then a place to stay,
and then someone to care,
and then ill go somewhere,

but its all only seems
and its all only dreams
and i let them take me
and i let them break me
and i let the world shake me
after all its the world's turn
and now i start to burn
and all the wrongs are righted
and then the end is sighted
and maybe now theres mercy
or more pain there could be
but its all only seems
and its all only a dream
seems im not quite dead yet
and repent i havn't yet
but now ive gone to sleep
and soon my problems wont be to keep

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