We are together but alone
We are from two different worlds
Your is made of paper and ink
Bound together by a cover
Where anything is possible
As long as you make it
Mine is selfish, cruel
Where all dreams can easily shatter
As soon as they were made.
People appear nice
Smiling up at you
But you don't no what they
Think, Feel, Do
If only I can do the impossible
If only I can jump across these pages
And see the world you live in
Where I might be happier
But I can't
So I hold on to the moments that make me
Happy
Without You.