All of those happy times I had
Had they been a dream
Had they been true
I can’t tell since now it seems like they were a fairy tale
That time when I thought that there were no problems 
Was that just a dream?
Or perhaps a lie 
I used to think that the world was a happy place
But it was a lie
A nice fake lie
Why lie when you can tell the truth
Is it just to be polite?
Or just to feel good?
But why lie when you can just simply say the truth
Why hurt others when you are just hurting you
Had I just dreamed or had it been true
I can’t tell since now it seems like it was a fairy tale