Everyday I touched the world you made and didn't realize,
I was living in a an ocean of lies,
stuck in my own fault and cries,
always looking toward the dark gloomy skies.
Consumed with pointless sin,
Not feeling full and complete within,
Hiding my pain and ache with a huge grin,
My favorite game was playing pretend.
The love I felt was so not real,
my heart was beating fast,
although I stood still.
There was no point up until,
I found a love so true, so real.
It was locked so secure,
A clear path formed from a blur,
Forget how things were.
Stay true, that's the cure.