Truth?

Is it me, is it you? Who holds the truth Who speaks the real without feeling weak I don't know what to do, What to feel, what is real I lost me in you, and you in me I mean, What would you do When you speak what you feel And what you think, but it never hits Never sits And you begin to wonder Is my reality even real? Do I live, or do I just exist? Do they understand what I spit? But no one will ever understand you, Nor will they understand me They call it existential isolation So I isolate myself and brand it the solution Till you came along, and we made a devotion To be together, through good and bad Remember, "Me and You against the world" See, that was my daily mantra Turning my reality to horror For I made you my world So it was me against you Colouring my whole universe blue So tell me, Is it me or is it you? Who shapes each other's truth!