All about love after all

All About Love.

Young and constantly growing
Opinions of us are built
Dreams and aspirations are scripted for us
Unsure how we feel at the hand we were dealt

You search to find, to explore yourself
Your box feels too small
You cannot find, you do not know
How to explain all these important thoughts

Attempt to reach your highest limit
The faces say 'It isn't enough'
Wishing someone would show you how

It could just go back to being about love

The mask you where starts slipping
Who is waiting underneath?
A stranger, someone they don't yet know
Someone you really want them to see?

They push back the cover, you pulll it further down
Can no longer bear to be suffocated

No more energy, feel so tired
Feels like everyone's suffered enough

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You see they don't understand you or who you wish to be
You feel you failed to reach the heights they picked for you to see
The realisation only chills you. You fail and say 'I'm just me,

Make it about the love. Just leave the rest be.'

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The branches' attack as you run wildly through
To hide from the fear deep within
What you don't know can't hurt you
If you can't see the truth you can pretend

Shelter protects you from the rain
But not from the racing thoughts in your mind
What have you done? Why did you do it?

As each rain filled day goes on above you
You sit and ignore the truth
Never the strongest and yes, a coward still
Searching for the strength to deal with it all

Each day a voice 'What are you doing?'
A body full of goosebumps at the thought of the outcome
Honesty and truth rarely lead to fun
You have no idea if this race can possibly be won.

Past actions now fill you with shame and regret
You analyse every single word that was said
No wrongs, no rights, no higher ground
Just people wanting their real inner beings to be found

If the box was too small
Maybe you should have just said
Gave them the chance to help you find a better one
Prevented everyone feeling this dread

Epiphany's hit you daily
Wrong roads have been taken still
You sit at the roundabout of choice

Was it all being about love the real truth?

You really should have realised they never wanted
Some plastic little doll
Just hoped and tried to show you the way
To a strong mind, strong heart, strong soul

It's time to act and start repairing
Stop hiding and trying to bury it deep
You won't get anywhere until it starts
Feeling just how it used to be

So what if you're not who you once were
In your ways, your ambitions, your needs
You have to regain this missing part to help make
A whole version of whoever you finally grow up to be

Why is it we only realise we're lucky
When we might be just too late
Though the grass always looks greener
Is that through hallucination or fate?

An now it all seems so clear
The reasons for the 'Do this' and 'Do that'
Life will never be the same without them

It was definately about the love after all