I have the man of my dreams The one guy who since the first day I met has invaded my thoughts I thought getting over the past pain was worth it. I thought it will all be different. I was so un happy without him So miserable in life He came back and my spirits where lifted I was happy we were finally going to make it work Just him and I Two people destined for eachother. Turns out, I only changed one mask for another. Instead of constant gloom that used to hover Now I'm either extremely happy Or completely worthless A joke, love, a thing of fantasy There is a reason why love always sells books, or movies Because its not real. An emotion that will leave one cold and bitter. How is it that I wasn't good enough Yet now I am How can your sweet words The words I dreamed of hearing Be daggers to my constant bleeding heart. When will the pain end Perhaps I was made to live with the tugging pain of betrayal The distaste of lies surrounding me The constant struggle with my own mind When will it all come down When will I shatter No, I've already been shattered a broken person Broken dreams, broken hopes, and ever real fears When will I become, dust blown away in the wind. forgotten A painful memory, a distant cry, to feel nothing Right now to feel nothing is better than this unending roller coaster Why was I not good enough to wait for Why am I not good enough to be proven that true love is real And how is it, that everything supposedly changed the day I said I do. How is it that I had to give everything And received what feels like nothing There isn't anything to love about an empty shell With nothing to fill back in. |