Real Life

I still wonder when my life will begin
because I'm wasting away by myself
I'll go on making the same mistakes
because I know of nothing else

I've never fallen in love before
and I never once believed she loved me
This is the miserable comedy
we've come to accept as truth

This is life, this is real life
This is strife, this is real strife
This is... real life

I'll accept my flaws with grace
because my pride has long passed on
but knowing how to move on
is the unkindest cut of all

I've never truly hated before
though I'm close to losing faith
in everyone who I've ever cared for
because we all know... 

The End

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