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it's hard to know, what is real
(so much of life can feel surreal)

and sometimes when you're feeling lost
you do forget there is a cost

to living blindly and alone
avoiding people on the phone

staying deep inside your room
enjoying darkness doom and gloom

being happy in your cave
having money that you save

your company is only you
your bestest friend is yourself too

the world is wrong and so you hide
pretending that you're on the ride

of your life it's super fun
but somehow you're the only one

that sees life this way.

you don't play the stupid games
have no desire to learn the names

of people, places all out there
you'd much rather stay aware

of you, your room and your thoughts
like plants inside their little pots

you want to grow but well contained
your happiness is clearly feigned

open up and break the pot
let the soil disperse and rot

explore connect and be with us
see a show and take the bus

or maybe dream and then wake up
get in touch and fill your cup

fill it with words and faces too
one person is just much too few

eat and sleep and dream some more
but do it with your friends next door

shut them out if you dare
but truly you should be aware

this is your shot to see the world
contained in people then unfurled

discover explore experience
tear down your well-constructed fence

and let yourself be touched by some.