My reality is living without you,
knowing there is no other way.
Listening when your name is called,
and having very little to say.
Knowing that you are so very close,
yet we are worlds apart.
Knowing what my feelings are,
but concealing them in my heart.
Reality is my night times,
wishing you were here.
Just to have you hold me close
and knowing you are near.
My reality is trying to control
how I think and I feel.
Smiling on the outside, crying within,
this is reality, this is what's real.
Never knowing about tomorrow,
If I'll ever see you again.
Wondering about our relationship,
if you'll let it end.
Not wanting to be just a diversion,
when you have the time.
Wanting to believe with all my heart,
your feelings are the same as mine.
Reality is facing the truth,
knowing another has your name.
Knowing I'm just another pawn,
in this so called reality game.
Reality is what I live with,
And for me, has no beautiful end.
Reality is no stranger to me,
and it sure as hell is no friend.