Life was the lies we were living, the truth we ran away from, the things we never said, it was tiring and all-consuming.

I sought you in my dreamslike a river seeking the oceanas I navigated the treacherous landsI longed to be yours

A soul on fire brought nothing good, but only misery and pain for the bearer

I told youI was not meant for this lifelife of lies and walls made of love

look for mebeyond the mundane and the tediouswhere the chaos endand life begins

The one thing that is as real as happiness ishow temporary it is

Dreams are the lives we live while asleep,and the ones we pretend to live while awake