Little dust blown of my eyes

why are the people we love,the ones to hurt?
why do they make you touch the sky,and then feel like dirt.
after makin u feel loved they make u feel worser than worse,
its like blowing up a balloon to only poke it till bursts.
so is life individuality? and true companionships only somethin that can be tried,
is friendship a subconscious drama game,riddled with pride???
do we stay with each other to just fulfill our needs?
if our actions were controlled by another,how could we be blamed for our deeds.
If this humanity is so,i wonder where are sanity is going,
nothing to trust and moments of clarity,are only ever moments.
So i pray to the Lord to take me to heaven and cut off my gravity,
from this earth where everything thats hailed seems filled with vanities.
No i aint being depressing i just dont feel harboured happy here,
where a second of a smile,is replied by seconds of tears.
Oh Lord in heaven wont ya hear my lonely lament,
and make me meet some of those that stay true right to then end.
I know that "lifes goes on" blah blah blah and we have to blend,
but all i ask for something real,when im being given a friend.
A little dust blown off my eyes,i catch a glimpse of reality,
and wonder how dumb those alchemists are...
who seek on this earth to live in immortality.

- Saad Merchant