Irony

Today he speaks to me; it’s been awhile since he has shone
The happiness he exhibits and such tenderness he holds
His life is so dark lately, as he thinks all alone
In that bed in his room enduring all that unfolds

He writes so deeply that it cuts my heart in two
Bleeding, squeezing all my life away
And all I do is just read his regrets, maybe am his muse
Down to one last breath, and the world begins to sway

I am left here . . . just staring at the blinking screen
Watching, waiting for him to make his move
Tonight “I’m fine,” he says underneath his silent scream
But I know that he’s not all right, he’s broken inside

Ever notice that we are lied to everyday?
I could walk right past you and greet you as I go by
You’d ask me if I were okay, as I’d walk away
I’d smile and act fine, though you didn’t know what happened to me last night

See that is the strange thing to me, how the world operates today
Society’s constantly changing, no more time for quality
I want to hide in my fantasy, cause it really isn’t okay
No more time for you and me, can you see? That’s reality.

So I am left here in this chaotic mess
I want to help him stand up, tell his thoughts to her face
She can’t control him anymore
But fear has her grip on him and she won’t let go

But go ahead and lie through your teeth
Keep putting on that mask so you can get away from her bigotry
I’m still here reading all that you say
I’ll keep trying to dry those empty tears this way

That’s the irony; the bittersweet reality of what we are
Truth or Dare; don’t even care to be real anymore
The world’s a show screaming what we ought to be
All we have, all that is left is my unseen dreams