You hate reality because it's always stabbed you in the back
you'd prefer to live in a fantasy if you could
a fantasy like a chocolate factory
with rivers of chocolate, soda, and lemonade
because reality, sucks
and it's a harsh reality
and I know how you feel
because I hate reality too
everything that's real, slips off of my fingertips
leaving me wondering
was it even real?
So I'm sorry for dumping reality on you
I dislike doing it
but I felt guilty for knowing
and maybe you didn't even know it yourself
maybe you did
maybe you've come to terms with it
maybe you haven't
maybe I wasn't real
maybe this will heal
and if I've made you hate me, that's okay
because hate is real
and it looks like you've gotten your reality.