"Imagination"

The music is playing softly in the background
While I sit here in an empty room
With nothing but my thoughts for company
Then unexpectedly, a tear rolls down my cheek
I wipe it away, but another one comes
Once again, my self-consciousness over powers my sensibility
When the sobs subside, and the tears dry up
I know it's nothing but my imagination

The music still plays softly in the background
While I write down everything
Every thought, every feeling, every negative idea.
And the more I write, the more apparent it gets
It's all in my imagination