You. Reality written October 3, 2010 poetry from Blair Baring's 24 year old self reality I love this feeling, this feeling inside. It makes me as bright as the sun no one can hide. It opens wavelengths that never existed before. It makes the mind explore. It doesn't let me hold anything back. It's like my mind is on attack. But the honesty means you have to be thinking, is this real or make believe it?