A Foolish Illusion
To run from this illusion
is mere cowardice on my part
I knew where this was leading
from the very start.
How foolish I was
to think I could win the prize that you are,
How shameful I am
that I lay bleeding with my heart’s scar.
I love you more than any other,
that’s how I know I shall suffer.
For I learned when I was merely a child
that happiness would leave me wild.
To grasp it in my hands is a joke,
It means that I am soon to choke.
I was born into this world in misery,
I shall die from this world in misery.
My fate, I do not know
But I do know that I will lose you,
For the plain fact that I love you.
Everything I love and everything I want
leaves me lonely... with my misery.
