To imagine a perfect world,
is to succumb to mediocrity.
To dream of pure happiness,
is to give in to the naive.

We can never be at peace.
We'll never find true happiness.
But who's to say we can't find hope.
Who's telling us we can't have faith?

This world isn't meant to be easy,
with our lives all planned out.
It's how we define ourselves,
as we believe in our own lives.

Falling into darkness is never wrong,
but merely a step towards the light.
Until we are one with our soul,
how can we dream of sharing it?