Reality from TrailBlazer (2012) by slowriter

I can't, remember what it's like, to stare into the real sun.
These days, reality's a crime, that's easy to escape from.
I even thought about getting arrested on purpose, on purpose.
But I know from experience, I'd find some kind of loophole rendering it worthless, worthless, worthless!

So we ran so far away.
I saw the face of a mask in my jail cell.
And I don't even wanna face the day awake.
A chance to finally grow is everything I need,
so why do I keep throwing away stems and seeds?

Stuck in the shade, further away from the sun.
Stuck in a haze, I don't know what I've become.

My features had fallen and forfeited fortunate days,
But deep in my conscience I'm hateful of what I became.
I'm not saying it's wrong if you follow the path that I paved,
But for me, it's a dead end, and I'm glad I remember the way.

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