Smoke and Mirrors

Better to be seperated by angels than by demons
I lost battles but was hell bent on winning the war
The jokes on me with all these lesions
The desired triumph would wound me to my core

Many fights I kept out of your sight
Endoured battle scars you would never see
A smile I faced to you, all the while in my reflection a fright
Dissappeared the lighthearted version of me

A caricature that serves no purpose
Her shadow is all she has to display
Whose fault is it? His or hers
Matters not when it all collapses on a rainy day

Loving half right
Is still all wrong
When love is all we ever wanted to share
Did we even know what it was all along?

You continue to fly in the air
And I'Il swim along in the water
All the while carrying on wishing life was fair
While you carry on with someone elses daughter