Delusional

Both of us are mad

we can't always escape

the delusional world of ours it's crushing

we're about to break.

As days and nights change

seasons pass by

never in this bubble

never in our time

On an unchanging season

we're stuck

and we don't know the way out

yet we love to suffer

that's why we never try.

But we meet all the time

without speaking we talk

we love to feel wanted

in this delusional world.