"Conspiracy is odd, so is untold.
Why not believe the things that you behold?"
I say... The things are not what they appear,
And so am I, my dear.
"You complicate your life while it's so plain
Why not just once let go of doubts and pain?"
I say... These contradictions help me grow
And pain is not a foe.
"Eternity is far beyond your reach,
Think of reality", you do beseech
But my reality is of a kind so strange
That time can not derange.
"Come, take my hand, there's laughter, light and noise,
This constant silence vexes and annoys "...
I wonder why, then, you're still here...
And so do you, my dear.