Lies haunting those words,
Making everything seem so frail
The thoughts haunt you; they won’t let you sleep at night
But yet again was it meant to be this way? We all have our doubts.
Sometimes you’ll look out your window and stare at the stars,
Wishing for everything to be different,
But yet you play back photos and memories of the past,
A time when things were confusing but in a happier state,
but reality finally finds you
Traps you with no escape,
Making the past seem inconceivable.