I have opened my pineal gland
I did a few weeks ago
It was fun
But now
I know when someone lies to me
I feel their lie
And
All these phonies lie to me
What a dumb power this is
I’d rather live in their lies
It’s easier that way
It’s more fun
All I can do now
Is roll my eyes at all the phonies
I used to be hurt by their lies
But now it’s just annoying
It really is
I like the lies
I like the stories
I like it when reality and fiction blurs
I don’t like being serious
But this power
It's way too serious
It’s depressing as hell
I wish I could read minds instead
Or have telekinesis
I wish I could create dreams
Or astral project
But no
I got lies
And honesty
And all that bullshit
It’s such a sad gift
The worst one of them all
The lamest gift
The most depressing one
I even know when I am lying
And I realized that before these powers
I didn’t even know I was lying
I really didn’t
I thought I was an honest fella
I try to be honest, anyway
But now I can’t even lie to myself
And that stings
It really stings
Let me tell you what, not being able to lie to yourself truly blows
And now I’ve realized that
Maybe most people are like me
They don’t even know when they lie
It just happens
Like walking
One foot in front of the other
One lie after another
What a trip this life is
And to think
To get these powers
All I did
Was put on a weird frequency on YouTube
That said it would open my third eye
And then I tried
I really tried
I closed my eyes
And really listened
I really did imagine my pineal gland opening
And I really did feel something
I think I did, at least . . .
I felt more than just sleepy
I swear that's probably true
It doesn’t feel like a lie to me, anyway.
CH
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