and make you wake up,

laughing,
I cry
lovingly,
I lie
but isn't there more to life than this?
we all use the same excuses,
but when everything is bliss,
it's useless.
you can't fix something,
that's not broken.
and you can't live a life,
without thoughts spoken.
but when you try to talk
and nothing comes out right
what's your next thought
or do you just move into the night
without anything to live for
how do you live at all
without anything to die for
it's not worth the fall
you can't stand up for a cause,
because you don't believe in anything
can't you see the naivety?
we all need something,
solid and concrete
when everything else is too neat.
with everything changing,
you need something to stay the same.
so I'll scream your name
and make you wake up,
there's more to life than this,

this empty bliss.