Oh god - I've been wrong.

No, I've been wrongly accused of being wrong.
I have been sad.
I've been sadly induced to being strong.
No one knows-
I can tell you the truth about things-
when I come out of bed.
when I come to,
all I know is that change is a constant thing.

What about basic facts:
basic like the earth, or its core, or the atoms?
What about saying good morning-
would that be enough?
What about love-
is it real, is it selfish, is it ok?
And that rush of adrenalin, dopamine and oxytocin-
what about it and when will it come?

This song's about life
or running my life
or anyone's life...
A philosophy stream brought on by the night.
It has never been useful in anyway
.but that's all right