I hope for things I know I’ll never get.

With those lies, i can pretend to be happy.
And maybe i live in a fake world,
Never to be a perfect place,
That’s better than facing the truth.

Truth can **** a person,
Or it give them clarity.

But is the risk worth it?
Every day is meaningless in the vastness of time.

Butterflies in the deep depths of space.
Every person is a pinprick in the sea of humanity.
The rough, merciless sea of humanity.
Though in a sea, there is always an island.
Even though it may be hard to find,
Raw hope is all it takes to get there.