I look at you, and see all those good things life can give.
Happiness and love and a place to belong, people to belong to.
So sure of where you’re at and who you are.
Just a few words, in passing, that’s all we ever share.
My world is somewhere else, with the demons and dream girls
in my head.
I want you to love me, for you to choose me, to welcome me
into that paradise in which you dwell. I want to be yours forever.
It will never be.
So I go back to the demons, dream girls and bitter disillusionment.
I hope your world is as shiny and warm as it looks like from here.
I hope that peace is real.