A Dream

Here I ride along the blurred line
Of insanity, sanity, and foolproof mediocrity
A display of smoke and mirrors
Prevents me from finding the finish line.
I'm too numb to remember the feeling
Of a good day in the sun
And the heroin as it infiltrated my veins
The insanity that infiltrated my airways
As I breathed it in like an addict
Who was down to my final days.
How long will I do time
In this prison of a life?
They chastise me for being honest,
When they hide behind their pride
It's all that I can do 
To stay stable, as I ride the blurred line
Of insanity, sanity, and foolproof mediocrity.