What is real in this life?
I see you smiling, laughing, grinning.
We find each other so special today.
Then comes tomorrow—everything changes in the blink of an eye.
We give each other forced smiles…

Does anyone really know what they’re doing?
I can’t help asking myself:
What is real in a world full of unintentional lies?

Why do we have to fake anything, my love?
I don’t need your involuntary smile.
Give me a hundred percent real frown,
So I can kiss you real.
So I can know you that way too.

Why are we so afraid of not being loved?
Didn’t the ones who truly loved us
Loved just for who we are?

They did.
At least I know that’s what I’m doing.

I hope we can still love each other
Even when we don’t like each other’s moods.