Playing Make Believe

Pardon me, but Curiosity grabbed ahold,
So sadly, I listened to everything it told.
It pointed its long finger to where I was supposed to go,
Even though my heart begged me, 'No'.

It only brewed a feeling, deep inside,
Leaving my hands, behind my back, tied.
Now I'm just feeling a little peeved,
Seeing his lies, that I couldn't believe.

Maybe, it's me, and he's just ashamed,
Like his life's shit, and I'm to blame.
So he's created a story, and in it, life's better,
Everything's gone his way, with his happily ever after.

As if he has no reason to be happy now,
He tells that someday he'll be happy, explaining exactly how.
Is this fault mine for the taking, too?
As if... I took his dreams and split them right in two...