Inside the lies

Trust is to live in a happy dream with someone,
one day you woke up and see the lies

Maybe is just you are sure
what you have no one has reached it
no one can posses but you

the Laughs, the jokes
the funny travels, the dreams built
the lake, the countryhouse in the middle of no where
and the sound of the birds every morning...

Are there, until you wake up
and see closely
and the laughs turns into sadness
and the travels into never ending journeys
the dreams into flying words gone

Then you begin to feel how fake things are
and the time for the two of us
beat inside the head second by second
wishing to have a bed time again
to sleep and forget you will see its face again
tomorrow morning

And you wonder why is you are not feeling
why is that you will never be sensual again
the beautiful princess you were is vanish
berried under the million of dutties
still there..

And the air smells but you cant run away
from your prison
Can step and reach the door
look at the street with all the desire
you can have that moment

and then finally, you must have to close it
and know this isnt over yet..