In the image, I painted you vivid,
In my head, a canvas of hopes and false truths.
Promises spinning, but never delivering,
Illusions shattered, but I'm still craving proof.
I'm caught in the visions, the sweetest deceptions,
Fantasy's grip is a lie that feels true.
Actions, they falter, but my heart doesn't alter,
Caught in a spell that I can't see through.
Allured by the "might be's", haunted by reality,
My mind's a battlefield, heart's in captivity.
You show me a phantom, I reach for the ghost,
Chasing the dream, in your mirage I'm lost.
Echoes are whispers, where promises linger,
The echo chamber of my own desires.
I built you a throne in the halls of my mind,
But you reign over a kingdom of expired fire-fires.
With each letdown, I should retreat,
But it's your potential that tastes so sweet.
I'm wired to the dream of what you could be,
While reality's waiting for me to see.
Allured by the "might be's", haunted by reality,
My mind's a battlefield, heart's in captivity.
You show me a phantom, I reach for the ghost,
Chasing the dream, in your mirage I'm lost.
I dance with illusions, a masquerade of confusions,
In love with a shadow that the light never finds.
One day I'll awaken, from the spell unshaken,
Till then, in your puzzle, I'm willingly blind.
Allured by the "might be's", haunted by reality,
My mind's a battlefield, heart's in captivity.
You show me a phantom, I reach for the ghost,
Chasing the dream, in your mirage I'm lost.
Maybe tomorrow, I'll break free from sorrow,
But tonight, I'm a dreamer in the depths of your lie.
You're a beautiful maybe, in a world of reality,
I'm addicted to the potential, in your love's alibi.