SANDS

The sand runs in my hands
I had the illusion of water in my hallucination

Lost in a parallel
Without knowing what my reality
leaving the medication
I'm losing my senses
I do not know what's real
No one knows, I'm exploring this new world.

My whole life has been conformed to controlled drugs
Holding madness in my subconscious

But madness is the reality
Releasing what they think is normal

Hands,hands the sand runs in my hands