Real Reality

So many words,
So many thoughts,
Appearing in front of me,
So much so that I can't see
Reality

These labels are innumerable,
These boxes insufferable,
Trapping me in their cages,
Throwing me in their boxes.
Suffocating my...
Reality

Not wanting to show,
Afraid that I might grow,
Find a new way of life,
Free of anger and of strife,
Wanting to keep me in
Their reality.

The words are shouting,
The thoughts are overtaking,
The labels are sticking,
The walls of these cages are closing,
These boxes they give are growing.

Further and further
Lower and lower
Heavier and heavier
I'm losing touch with
Reality

You see, their reality would say,
I'm still locked up in chains,
The lies they would speak,
Is that freedom I can't keep.
The reality you think you've tasted,
That you think your eyes have seen,
Is. Not. Real.

But wouldn't that simply be,
Exactly like the enemy?
Twisting what we know,
Making it a, "Well, maybe so."
Fighting tooth and nail,
Until our loves for Him grows stale?
Lying to us until we are unsure,
Taking advantage until we are impure,
Twisting reality to make it unreal?

No more; I want the real reality.
To listen to the sound of His sweet symphony.
The one that even if no one else hears,
If it was made just for my ears.
It doesn't even matter how long,
I'll wait tail I hear the sound of His sweet song,
Let it be my real reality.