Sometimes I wish it was all a lie, like Santa or movies, maybe a tale with an oxymoron... but not reality. Reality is not meant to be like this, nobody ever told me this was to be expected. So I close my eyes wide shut and wait for one or two seconds... but it doesn't go away. I'm the crazy girl with a hole for a heart, the long forgotten friend and the biggest lie on Earth. I'm not real, I'm nothing... nothing ever stays... I did not know I was coming to pick my heart here, and now, that's with me again... it's dead, what shall I do with it?
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