ILLUSION OR REALITY
Though I am a little overweight
My shadow is good to me
Cause early in the morning hours
It’s tall and trim, you see.
It changes shapes throughout the day
This shadowy protrusion
But now and then, when it is thin
I love this kind of illusion
My mirror on the other hand
Reveals reality
Reflecting just exactly what
I didn’t want to see!
So do I want to know what’s real
Or do I choose the fake
Illusion is the choice I fear
That most of us would take
And so we chose to fill our days
Surrounded by illusion
And then we wonder why we live
A life of such confusion
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