The other side of the mirror watches

Waiting for its chance to pull you inside

Your body, tortured. Your mind it botches.

Till everything but madness has died.

The world that was your past is gone for good

In this new place that breeds delirium.

Those who use reason are misunderstood

Decapitation is what awaits them.

Is this the world of childhood dreams

Or could it be a thinly veiled nightmare?

Is this reality without the seams

Or is this the world with all the rules there?

Is chaos the norm? Atypical bland?

Then that makes our world the true wonderland.