Illusion

I’m standing on the edge and I can’t see past this illusion.
I’ve come to the conclusion
that things will never change,
they’ll always stay the same,
‘cause I’ll always want you in the end;
even if it leaves me dead.
Maybe we should let it drop?
I don’t know if it will ever stop.
Can’t keep up with this pace,
like my heartbeats on a race
and I’m ready to fall behind,
because long ago you left me blind.