It always seems that the things we want most
We cannot have
And we just get what we can
But that never leaves you satisfied
It’s just a tease a temporary fix
Nothing that’ll give you what you really miss
So what’s the point to keep on trying
When your dreams are slowly dying
Day by day, incrementally chipped away
Chipping at your very soul
Leaving nothing but a giant hole
A memory of your former self
Forcing you to put the dreams up on the shelf
Why do we have to always compromise
Never truly happy in our lives
Sure, it’ll make do
But to be honest with you
That almost seems worse
To be cursed,
Cursed with coming so close and yet so far
Close to touching that shining star
Your Venus in the midnight sky
And yet, no matter how hard you try
You’ll never be truly satisfied before you die.
