Falling in love was a mistake
Love is a terrible misconception
It tears at your heart
But when you think you’ve found it
Love changes your perception
After you’ve felt it
No one else is enough
All those memories
Of something that wasn’t real
You wanted it to be
Because all of what it made you feel
Love entices
It shows you a vision
Of all that could be
It’s an illusion of all that we want
Love blinds us to reality
It captures our hearts
Then it betrays us
Love leaves and it takes what we felt
Twists it to make what we feel
Then that’s our new reality
That’s what is real
It destroys our trust
And in its wake
Not our heart unscathed
But in its place
Little more than dust

A generation that feels alone
They have loved ones at home
But that’s not enough
what they crave
Is real love
One that makes others their slaves
One that is not forced by blood

They crave a love so deep
That is infinite
A void
From which only more darkness seeps
They want a love so real
That others cannot only see
But also feel

Like a fire that is hidden by a furnace
Flickers of the fire can be seen
And what is felt is the warmth the fire emits
This generation
We sit and we wait
On a peak
Wanting to be a piece of perfection

Only it is a peak of loneliness and despair
We wait for the love that will fill not our hearts
But ignite our souls
To give purpose and reason
For all our strife
Even if some of us don’t admit it
It’s all we want in life

We have the audacity
To dream
For a reality
A life
With a goal
We will never reach

That which is divine
It's all in our minds
We create
What we want to believe
Like free will and fate
In this world it's easy to be deceived
We listen to what we want to hear
See only what we want to see
And then turn blind
So think about it
And then tell me
Is anything real
Or is it all in our minds

I had created a dream
Where everything was what it seemed
No underlying lies
No forming covert ties
I had created a dream
In which there was no time for sorrow or grief
Where a heart could not be stolen
Without any care
As if by a thief
I had created a dream
Where people were not bridges
Used to get to the other side
Where I knew
If something said
Was false or true
I had created a dream