Self Reflection

whem memories are so distant
and dreams seem so real
what do I ever truely knows
what truely do I feel?

I cannot trust my memories
for they are spread too thin
where does the memory stop
and the dream begins?

with my machinations
they're more than just a thought
but if I'm truely losing it
what else do I got?

Strugglin for a toehold
Floppin in a dreamcatcher's net
This is reality, and that is not
....or did I just forget?