Dreams that tastes like nightmares

Ego.

Beeing better, or worse, feeling down, or way to high.

I think it is other people who help us see through the lies.

Used to belive that I was knowing the best, just because I felt insicure, I worked on that part of myself for a long time, sometimes I do have flashbacks of it. I try to work on that to, I remember thoguhts that were going through my head, when I was humiliated, and putted down, almost, like other people were adding up more chains to the ones that I allready had wrapped around me.

I was putting myself behind walls of words made out insicurites. Bars of my cell were made from lines

I don’t know

I don’t know

People should listen to me

I should be admired

I know better

I’m better than others

I’m the greatest

Oh, I feel how those words sound, and I’m not pround of them know, but I had many pride in me, that were for me to clean, so I can see, that

Everybody should listen to echater

Everybody should be admired,

Everybody knows the best for themselves

Everyone is the best in beeing themselves

Everybody is the greatest in beeing artist of life, in their own play.

Why I couldn’t see it withouth confirmation of others ? Maybe that is why I wear glasses.

You will hear what you want to hear, and the walls of words that you sorunded yourself with.

They might be resolved and the you will see, what is behind the walls.