did i write this?

And we all continue to walk down some trail.
A path disguised by so many distractions.
Pretending it’s a part of everyday life.
Perhaps he forgot to look hard enough:
Did they all lose themselves to a well executed sham?
Caught a glimpse of herself in the kitchen counter the other day.
Wonder what evoked it? Could it be?
A note in a tangled tune that made him feel safe
That colour always made her feel warm.

Sheltered as we are in this spider web world
Our emotions spangled across a keyboard.
Our bodies striving to unbecome lava lamps
Is the intoxicant just a bauble to the highbrow?