What is it that you were keeping from us?
Does your half know? Does the ICA?
Is this the actuality you are trying to make
Or is it just a bluff?
What is it that you are hiding from?
Is the world real or it's you imaginary?
Did the elephant grow bigger than your room?
Is it your past that you haven't yet buried?
What is it that haunts you at the corner of your eye?
Is it the clock ticking left to right?
What good it does by separating from yourself?
Or is it a protocol you refrained to abide?
What is it that pricks you from behind?
Is it the consequences pouring out of your selections?
Were the choices made right
Or did the options seem wrong?
What is it that keeps you from standing?
Is it their venomous words tormenting?
What is it that makes you cut the string?
Is it them who believe you don't exist
Or is it that they're blind?
Were you at the peak of everything falling apart
Or was it you, with an intention?
How hard did you try to break the glass?
Did it break or was it permanently you?