My cloud

I sit on a cloud and watch everyone from above
"I hate reality" they hear me say
Scared most to death of it
I live a life of lies
and everyone knows it
Someone once above tells me "the clouds are most dangerous"
why i must ask
no answer to reply .

I saw "one day,just one day"
maybe reality might not be so cold and curl.
a place I may what to live
but for these days that past me and everyone on by
i live and die in those cloud's they say are most danderous