Illusion

Forgetting the things that I see in the mirror.

I begin to see the world a bit clearer.

Finally it took me awhile to actually see.

That this world is an illusion, an illusion in me.

Fears are what makes me insane.

Happiness is what I can never gain.

The only thing that I can obtain.

Is the pain that I am force to sustain.

There still is a place out there till this day.

I try so hard to make it go away.

But there is a price here that I have to pay.

It is cold and gray.

For the times that I have to say

Is the amount of times that I begin to decay.

But these memories that continues to replay

All of the pain that had went my way.

Fears are what makes me insane.

Happiness is what I can never gain.

The only thing that I can obtain.

Is the pain that I am force to sustain.

Hells not a place but a feeling .

A expression of pain that I am seeing.

An act of action that I am repeating.

Which still leaves my heart beating.

Perhaps it is an illusion in me.

Perhaps it is a key to set me free.

Perhaps it is a mirror to show me what I see.

Perhaps it is a voice that tells me who I got to be.

Fears are what makes me insane.

Happiness is what I can never gain.

The only thing that I can obtain.

Is the pain that I am force to sustain.

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