Pretend we're meant to Be
All of it, seemed play pretend...
Thinking we are here to begin,
When it's already the end.
Wandering away from reality...
Convinced of the flaws, of destiny.
Painting our words with multi hues,
When they are all but black and blues.
Pestering our wounds with all the lies,
While shading the truth from our eyes.
We burn ourselves in fragrant flames,
Of memories and tears
Until, they are etched in our souls...
Like glowing embers.
All of this, seemed play pretend...
We are left with only our hearts to mend.