Finding a Reason

Through missing truth,
And endless lies,
We live our youth,
In broken cries.

Reaching so far,
With our arms too short,
We reach for a star,
Wishing as a last resort.

Hoping to become more,
Then just another mistake,
We wish to know the reason for,
Our life in this reality so fake.

If we chase the sun,
Will we ever reach it's shine?
If towards the light we run,
Will its radiance become mine?

Or will we just burn up in it's heat,
Melting away our soul,
May it's beauty be no more then deceit,
With it's harmful glow.

Either way we will look,
We will find the reason to be,
And we will write in this book,
About the truth we did see.

Happiness comes from each other,
For in ourselves we are free,
Your my sister, I'm your brother,
And happiness is knowing that it is all about you and me.