Questioning Myself

Twelve noon sitting in my room
Could this be the time it happens
Who knew that a substance could change my view
In a world where we're all distracted
Someday I think that we will all be as one
But until that day comes
Until that day comes

I'm questioning myself
Is all around me the actual hell
Does realizing help
Or am I realizing my self
My self

I'm questioning myself
Is all around me the actual hell
Does realizing help
Or am I realizing my self
My self

Twelve noon sitting in my room
Could this be the time it happens
Who knew that a substance could change my view
In a world where we're all distracted