ego

 
 


sometimes I think that

I don't care who you are
I care who I want you to be
and what I want you to be

I'd rather imagine who you might be
than who you actually are

Sometimes the picture doesn't match
 
fantasy often trumps reality
 
But who decides what is real and what is not?
It's up to oneself

And it feels so real.

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