Nobody said life was easy,
And neither did I,
So that’s why I tell you this
With that lead-hearted sigh.
I shall start with love;
It makes me wonder if there’s any one true.
In the end, it’s never unconditional,
And a burden to carry for the young few.
Reality seems its own illusion.
It plays with our heads like a game,
And the twists made in this reality…
It creates life as nothing but shame.
As for me - I’m sick of everything.
My world is stabled by nothing but lies.
I’m all too ready to throw it all away
And run from this life that I despise.
Now it’s your turn for judgment.
Which path will you choose?
It’s all a riddle of life’s loving illusion,
And you have everything to lose.

