I'm Not Ever Gonna Believe Again

I'm not gonna listen to what they say.
I'm not gonna stop trying.
I'm not gonna keep trying.
I'm not gonna start trying.
I'm not gonna hold myself back.
I'm not gonna cry myself to sleep.
I'm never going to believe in anything again.
Are you not believing either??

Dreamt in a Setting I Could Never Keep Off

What if life was a dream?
Would you want to wake up?
Do you know what would be on the other side?
What if this dream was better than reality?
Would you want to go back then?
But we can't get dreams back.
We store them in a locked cellar, never able to get out.
What if Cinderella was really just dreaming the whole time?
What would really be her ?
The Princess part, or the un-glamorous part?
Of course, she could only wake up to find out.
But would she want to?
What if Cinderella herself was just a dream?
What would you do then?
What would happen if I broke the status quo?
And I cut the flow?
Could you adjust?
Make lemonade out of cherries?
Or would you willow away trying to free the dream?
What if breaking the status quo worked for you?
Was that what I wanted for you?
Did I actually want you to willow away in your slumber?
What if you are the Princess?
What if you created the dream you are in?
Are not you setting yourself up for a downfall?
Will not the dream you created be locked in a cellar when you wake?
Gone forever?
Is not it best to slumber for a little while?
Is not it best to wake up?

Hello.

Well isn't it nice that I have a blog and nothing to blog about?
Hello. My name is Lexy, or if I want some variety, it's Transparenicity.

You probably know me from Buzznet. Nice to see you again. Thanks for being here cause I know my blog is as boring as watching Criss Angel make "illusions." Whatever that is nowadays.

Is an illusion all in our head? Is it abstract?
Or is it something we can see, we just obliviously pass it?
Shall it be used for venom, or bliss?