Though I seem to say many things,
Please try and seek out real me
In the space between truth and lies,
Hidden away so well
For a like-minded pair who are no good alone,
Being together is what grants happiness
But coming to hate the connection which was made
Saying “You’re better off alone”
These feelings which just can’t be settled
What conclusion will they arrive at, I wonder?
As recompense for nearly drowning,
Finding oxygen to breathe once more
“You’re a weakling, aren’t ya?”
This falling feeling
Can be so pleasant…
I want to pull down the curtain on this love
An inner voice
Brutally warped by this relationship
I will aim for a “love-lost” ending to the story
Me giving rise to a sense of hatred would be a great success
For a like-minded pair who are no good alone,
Being together is what grants happiness
But coming to hate the connection which was made
Saying “You’re better off alone”
Anyhow, if there was just another of me over there,
Well then surely happiness could be found
Today I’ll play the girl,
Taking things to a foolish extreme
Knowing that this is egoselfishness
But nevertheless unable to stop it
I want to pull down the curtain on this love
An inner voice brutally warped by this relationship
I will aim for a “love-lost” ending to the story
Me helping to foster a sense of hatred would be quite the success
I want to reach that final goodbye
For existing as this “me”
Is the opposite of fun
I don’t exactly want to get carried away,
But things being as they are…
Having said many things
Please try and seek out real me
In the space between truth and lies,
Hidden away so well