The moon from blue lagoon

The Mask will stay"
And face it.
with that of bad taste
The truth Soon will cave inn.

Never not one broken heart 
Can say it felt brave.
And didn't think about the 
Edge of a blade.

The moments that turn blue 
Turn out to be just as true
It's pain comes just as cruel.
It's cry leaves even more drool.

Now us both 
But just me to make it short. 
Now live the moments truly
But neither have a dam clue really. 
Our hit will come from reality surely
And the wound will wish
It was a fantasy sorely. ….. an shortly!

broken hearts won't get a brake"
They'll have nothing to share,
And less to take. 
All they knew was perfect lies...
And all they lived"
was impressively fake.

So much:
That when they died,
They yelled there hardest ...WHY?....
and disappeared"
Then just left….
It was so sad"
But worse they left a mess.

There soul will cry 
But they won't lie….
They will always know
That they need the body 
To try. 

So they'll drown in the tears
Of their own lake. 
They're last words"
The wind will gladly spread.
To all the ears That can hear…
"Heard this"
"Ooh God ...Forsake what fake takes"
And those that say they heard 
Said they heard it till their last breath. 
Not just for years to come……

And If in your end"
you try to append
Then the beginning will blend
With time not well spent. 
In top of moments 
that played pretend.

The earthly  floors
Will appear close
But nevertheless be yours. 

Your fusion is a real illusion. 
And your solution can do know more but confuse it..

Like when we were 
young boys...
And you knew"
you didn't know. 
So now you know"
you always knew.
But it was the mask 
Who you pretended to be you.