Falling

From North to South
And East to West
I always feel quite distressed

Falling each and every day
Falling fast, a slow decay
Waking up to hear a scream
Then falling back into a dream

Celebrations and mourning
Parties and wakes
Slowly yawning
A room full of fakes

Characters here and characters there
Is it dream or all a nightmare?
Is this life real or is it a test?
Is it the time we must show our best?

Is real life true
Or are we all acting?
Who is the real me or the real you?