​Woke up in a new dimension

Realised that my visions are shaped by perception

Ugliness defined by only myself

So what if I no longer deem anything ugly 

See beauty in the world

See beauty in your soul

Media paints a vivid picture

Like a horror show with a daily residency fixture

Slowly strips our faith

Nah, it redirects our faith

False prophets and false idols

We no longer believe in ourselves 

But how can YOU do without the existence of YOU?

Belief systems taught to you from the date you are born

But yet there’s a lack of lessons that preach that you believe in yourself

So I close my eyes 

So I cover my ears

Become firmly grounded in my reality

What the world deems no longer holds importance 

I’m in my reality