It begins to seem to me like

You just need those things and I'm here to just fill a small gap in your life.

What became of the loved people?

What does it feel like, to chase after something unreal and superficial?

Then again, maturity and levels of thinking puts itself into place.

I know its just a phase, its gonna go away. But... to where?

To something surreal, or back to reality?

I need answers, but I don't need them now.

For they mean so much, I don't want to break hearts.

I just want to know, what means more to that lost poor little child.