Confused

I'm speaking the truth I´m telling the truth I´m not wrong Always confused What I'm telling is true There was something outside Invisible to the eye A sense I realized It was coming head on Almost at home Completely strange, but looked well known Invisible in colour In a perfect shape My own dreamscape The feeling keeps growing Motions in my thoughts Eyes that never meet And senses never thought Everything was glowing No feelings for myself Then I realize That I'm happy for myself I was not alone Empowered by some drone And always something watching and looking for the tone Nothing really catch us but the feeling cant be undone Overwhelmed by nothing at all it always seems Rescued of something unwillingly esteemed Realizing I'm twisting for my own reality and why am I living in this constant curie I´m happy I´m happy I´m happy I´m happy I´m happy I´m happy I´m happy I´m here