for the true i am

she could not accept it

she still can not

when will she?

.

if she get she wants, i shall not be happy

if i get i want, shall she be happy?

.

for i not see the middle way

i am pretending and she has her illusions up high

oh, oh,

but i know inside me cries to be true

and inside her pains for the truth she pretends not to know

.

so why do i still have to pretend?