I’m always fighting against this,
This perfect monster I have created.
Who knows the shape of my tears
The curves of my fears…
Who knows all my flaws,
And loves them until I do too.
Has dreams in the shape of a star
And who’s future is never far from mine.
And I’ll never see where you are,
That’s why it’s a monster instead of the truth.
I’ll never find you.
That’s why it’s this curse of mine,
This dream of something I won’t find.
Consequence of too many sleepless nights
And silent fights,
Where I’m fighting tears so hard I
can’t say a word.
Until it all falls away…
And you become just an Angel,
Of everything that’s wrong,
Everything I don’t want…
Pushes me to keep searching,
Keep wanting, always looking
For this Monster,
This thing that doesn’t really exist.