9:46 PM
when we were young and innocentwe thought it was all about feeling butterflies in our stomachs
but no, that ain true
but no, we overlooked.
when we were a `lil older and claimed to be mature
we became all curious and rebellious
but no, that aint true
but no, we overlooked.
when we were a `lil surer thinking we were mature
we tried turning movies into reality
but no, that aint true
but no, we overlooked.
now we were all alone and heartbroken
we learnt our lessons and are finally true to ourselves
yes, this is true, it should hurt you
yes, this is simple, like how it should be.
then why did we overlook it?
why do you have so much hopes and dreams?
they call it motivation
i call it torture
yes, maybe we should dream as much as we could when we were innocent
but no, we can never measure the pain upon realising the truth.
that what we've once believed is wrong?
and yet, once again, believing is not knowing.
i become cold and numb,
i feel less,
but that aint true.
the only reason for feeling less is because i know that the feelings aint special in any other way.
we just lied to ourselves that it is special;
when it isnt.
wake up babe.
this is a wake-up call.