Against Our World

Where no glaring sunlight ever hits the ground,
and nothing occupies your mind,
I try to hide myself.

Completely sheltered by proud silentness
I'm floating there and soon forget
if this is just a dream.

Here I am living against our world and start to grow.
Right now I am fearing the real worlds' tidal flow.

When feeling tortured by what life dictates
I choose to negotiate
my own existence sometimes.

Unrelated to the world that is
I'm slipping out of consciousness
to find relief - not truth.

Here I am living against our world and start to grow.
Right now I am fearing the real worlds' tidal flow.