This Disillusion

I used to believe

Everyone will meet their true love someday

But it seems more like a lie

Each passing day

I used to believe

Hard work achieves success

But other forces destroyed it

Left alone to clean up the mess

I used to believe

Bad things will come to an end

But being stabbed continuously

Ain’t fun at all

Chorus:

This disillusion been eating me

Living in a fantasy world

Has been threatened

By the floods of reality

Try to hide

Try to avoid

writtern @9:55 PM