Until, Always

If I could have all my wishes come true, what would change?
If I could have all my dreams become reality, would I change?
Are my wishes and dreams a lie? Or are they truth?
Or is it that am I a lie.
My heart of glass, keeps breaking.
Yet still, it’s here.
My paper wishes, my paper dreams.
Are they only paper?
My fake reality?
Can the world change, can people change, can I?
Is it darkness that is cruel, or is it the light?
I am an outcast, I am a wanderer.
I have those who love me, but… yet it is only a few.
Who truly love me
But do I deserve it?
I still love but my heart still cannot help but hate.
For that is all I seem to see.
I have been watching, I have been listening.
For that is all I can do.
As I watch my world and reality rust away like broken machines.
Then slowly break apart like glass.
Words alone can’t share the pain I feel.
If this world and mine are doomed to disappear and become stardust.
I rather not live to see that day.
For that sad future, is what I wish not to see, that I dream to change.
But I am an outcast, a wanderer.
I love but hurt others.
I love but hate.
I love but weep.
I love and hope to love,
Until I change…
Until I die…
I’ll always love;