My mind is in confusion.
I don't know where to turn.
Nothing's for real, and no-one stays.
When will I ever learn?
I live inside my fantasies.
I like my own world best -
but too soon, I'm faced with reality,
and I end up even more depressed.
If only I knew who my friends were.
If only people didn't lie.
If only I expected less.
If only, like the others, I didn't care or try.
I only get over one disappointment,
once I set myself up for the next.
And even though they don't show me the small print,
the get-out clause, buried deep in the text -
I already know that there has to be one.
Deep down, I realise that from the start.
Yet, I cling to pure hope, ignoring all logic,
because I am ruled, every time, by my heart.
Now my mind is in total confusion.
There is nowhere left to turn.
Nothing's ever for real, and everyone leaves -
but I will never learn.