Human in a world of Pinnochio's

I stay up late
late in vain
up in misery

I force myself
thinking of you
because you're all I know
I don't want to forget

the hours stroke by
there's nothing to say
nothing left
left to do

clutching the memory
holding tight
breathing in
but never out

out of my head
I feel you
real

memories
fading
fading away

If I never close my eyes
you'll stay real
even if you never really were

(you're the only one who ever was)


**side-note this needs some major work still....but I can't quite figure out how to convey my meaning. Perhaps later down the road I will post a better version that has my message more clearly expressed in it....maybe not