singular purpose

a wanderer amongst the signs

logic not an option

powerless to stop my own momentum

drowned in it

a paper soul

origami'd into something I'm not

falsetto scream

in this subliminal dream

-AND-

reality,
the illusion we all choose to believe
the delusion we all perpetuate because we need
to feel wanted,
desired and existent
find yourself in a rut,
but your status quo persistent
find in reality itself no answers
interpret signs in your life,
and change your standards
your universe,
no person an island
always share perspectives,
sin in silence

I'm impressed, welcome to the forum and thanks for posting.