Made

Everyone says I have it made
What would they know, what would they say?
If I told them I'm not what I seem
My life is fiction, just like a broken dream

That you have stepped all over
Over and over again
Could this be
The beginning of the end?

So maybe I do have it made
They give me everything, I've never had to pay
For a single thing in my life
Mom and dad, not once did they ever fight

Such a perfect life
But still there's something missing
Something I once had
That turned out so bad

You were all I
Needed to fly
Over my problems
You always seemed to solve them

Now you're happy
Being without me
I'm so sorry
I thought we were meant to be
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