The Truth

sometimes I think I only exist
in someone else's dream
removed from the emotion
and watching the action
disconnected from reality
from life, from living
from myself
being me, but in someone else's skin
and then suddenly,
i'm awake again in a painful rush
like the circulation returning
when a tourniquet is removed
and i feel like a fool
because i realize it was never me,
it was you
living in someone else's skin.