Red Pill

I had a dream the other night about that famous scene in the Matrix. You know, the famous red pill/blue pill scene... What a bizarre thing to dream about out of the blue. (No pun intended.) I felt moved by it so I wrote a little ditty.

Red Pill

I woke up with a pounding head
Feeling like a stranger in my own bed
I walk into empty places
All filled up with empty faces
And I wonder if there's a different life instead.
I'm doing what I can
To figure out who I am.

Have I relented to slavery?
They put it in a pretty package
And spoon fed me.
That's the way they condescend;
They make you think it's good for you
Until on it you depend.
I've gotta strike the root.
I've gotta figure out the truth.

I wonder just how deep it goes
I wonder what I really know
Am I willing to spend everything I have
To get it back?
I don't know.

I hold two paths in my hand
One represents the life I love
And one I don't understand.
Tell me, which way should I go?
Am I willing to unpave every path
And unearth every road?
Do I have the guts
To break every crutch?

I wonder just how deep it goes
I wonder what I really know
Am I willing to spend everything I have
To get it back?
I don't know.
I don't know.