Page 16 - Written Feelings

Truman

What if we're the only true men?
What if this is just like Truman?
What if the paths we've chosen
Were scripted with what we've spoken?

What if this was all a scene?
What if we're not human beings?
Everything we've felt and seen
Was fake with all that's in between.

What if God was never here?
What if no one ever hears?
What if our dreams, hopes and fears?
We're used to control us and steer?

Ever felt someone watching you?
Like you're never alone? Me too.
Feels like my suspicions grew
And now I wish I never knew

Maybe we're never alone
Someone's watching through the phone
Right behind the light of dawn
wooden pieces, we're the pawns