they asked
Is that truly what you're after?
rather isn't it a mere excuse
to escape the disappointing
reality you're in
arent you just
endeavoring to prove them wrong
to find solace
for your bruised ego
isn't validation what you actually pursue
and perchance
a world where you belong

Shrouded in the material
The inner child appeased
Perhaps
Betrayed by dreams
Probably
Alone in expectation

the tingles in your nose,
the burning in your eyes,
right before you cry

your smile was so sweet,
you laugh like a dream,
until i realized
it was just you & me.

i care too much about the wrong things,
i care too little about the wrong things.