When reality hits you,
its always sad,
when fantasies cease,
You are driven mad,
everybody is always chasing something or someone,
but they are ever elusive,
we often get close,very close,
and yet,we are far, so so far,
the only option left it to give up,swallow sadness,and turn to another road,
hoping that this time it will be smooth,
maybe,just maybe.
The future is uncertain,
a mystery,
An enigma,
A mirage,
So how do we so through the lie?