What to believe anymore.

The story's.
The lies.
The love.
The life.
What to believe anymore.
Story's about you,
Story's about me.
Lies about you,
Lies about me.
Love for you,
Love for me.
Life together forever?
I sing my heart out.
I write untill I have no ideas left.
I think untill I'm so full of thoughts,
That I loose control.
I'll write in a notebook,
Untill my hand throbs.
I will cry,
Untill I have nothing left to cry.
I will ignore everyone,
Untill there is no one left.
But where will that get me?
Crying, and stressing get's me nowhere.
Writing, just helps me think of what to do.
Can't we just push everything aside,
Talk to only each other,
And love each other,
Not care about everyone else.
And just focus on us.
No one else, Or anything else.
Just us.
Baby, You and I.