My bubble makes the world look brighter. The grass looks greener and the sky always stays a pastel shade of pale blue.
Every once in awhile, someone comes with a needle, and bursts my little bubble. Water rushes in, and drowns me. The truth overtakes and forces me to live in reality. Humans aren't honest, everyone loves themselves the most, nothing lasts forever, you can only trust yourself.
This is not the world I want to live in. I want to live in a world built with love, even if it takes all of me.
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