Human’s Perception

Yo, look in the mirror—whose eyes you see?

Same face, different me—every single week

Yesterday I was a king, today I’m debris

Tomorrow? Who knows—maybe a memory

We paint the world in filters, Instagram glow

But underneath? Just bones and ego

One like, one hate—suddenly I’m gold

One ghost, one block—suddenly I’m cold Perception’s a ghost, it dances on your skin

What you see ain’t real—it’s just where your mind begins

We chase the highlight reel, but miss the quiet sin

Truth’s a mirror cracked—reflects what you let in

Scrollin’ past the pain, double-tap the pain

Call it “growth,” but it’s just dopamine rain

Mom said “be yourself,” but I’m a brand now

Sold my soul for a blue check—damn, how?

Kids think fame’s a cure, like therapy’s fake

But the comments cut deeper than any blade

We’re all actors—scripted, filtered, staged

Till the battery dies and the mask just fades Perception’s a ghost, it dances on your skin

What you see ain’t real—it’s just where your mind begins

We chase the highlight reel, but miss the quiet sin

Truth’s a mirror cracked—reflects what you let in Hey… you ever stare at your own hands?

Like—whose are these? Who’s really in command?

We’re all just stories—half-written, half-lies

And the audience? Us. No applause, no prize So next time you judge—pause. Breathe.

That stranger’s you… in a different dream.

Perception’s a ghost—let it go, let it leave

You’re more than the likes… you’re the air we all breathe.

Woke up at three, heart racing, no reason

Thought I was worthless—then remembered: that’s treason

Against the kid who built forts out of couch cushions

Against the girl who sang off-key in the kitchen

We let the world rewrite us like bad fanfic

But the plot twist? You’re still the protagonist

No edits needed—just raw, unfiltered you

The version that cries at sunsets, laughs at blue

So close your eyes. Feel the pulse.

That’s not just blood—it’s proof you exist.

No likes, no views—just this moment, this breath

Perception’s a ghost… but you? You’re the rest.

[beat fades slow—808s throb once, twice—then silence] Let it go… let it go…

Why let go? ‘Cause the weight’s a lie

Perception’s chains—rusty, cold, they die

Let go of the score, the likes, the shame

You’re not the number—you’re the flame Why let go? ‘Cause you’re already whole

No filter needed—no script, no role

The mirror’s cracked, but the light still shines

Through every scar—through every line Let go… let go…

You’re enough… you’re enough…

Let go…