I wished to tell you a Truth
Beyond Words And not meant for Ears,
A Truth that could make you cry
and tear up what's deep inside.
I wished to tell you a lie.
To comfort your feeling, ease your Life.
And deeply rooted, it found its tide
beneath the surface, I hoped It'll rise
As you see,
the World is not as you told,
nor what others say,
Truth to be told.
I cannot keep the fake going
without regret, without pain.
Without anyone come forward, say:
"Give up on me, I'm not the one!"
Yet the vortices keep its run,
For the Longterm, it's no more fun.
I just hope for you to wake,
to transform again into that beautiful Spring Lake.
Now hear me out, once again-
perhaps the last time, before I'm gone .