what if one day someone comes and brings you a present,
and when unsuspecting you unbox it,
it’s an artefact of your past?
what if one day someone asks you to see something
so you can see you past in a different light?
what if one day you get the chance to confront the past,
and find that what you believe
was a mere construction?
what if what you believe in,
what you think you knew,
and what shapes your views,
are never true?
what if in the end someone tells you that everything
was a big fat lie?
would you wish you’ve never accepted the present?