i don’t want to question if i feel real or not anymore
because i know i am, and it’s hard to believe
but i am real the moment the lights switch off
i am real the moment i feel the rain on my face
i am real the moment my senses only know i'm alive by the physicality of my body standing here
i am real the moment the world goes dark
i am real the moment i feel any pain
i am real the moment i think i'm not