One Foot In Front Of The Other

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