The Ugly Truth

I have never known
the life, as time had gone.
If ever you had been there,
Would you have known?
I lay awake all night,
and think of it, we might
have made our own ways,
through the choices we made.
If ever I knew all this,
was ever right for us-
the life we live here,
Is it a fake or a dream?
If it's all a fake,
then I would want to dream,
for I never want us,
to pull apart from each other,
for all the choices we made.
But then, when I wake up,
I face the reality and realize,
that the time had really gone,
and life has become a tyranny-
a filthy truth, that reflects
yourself in me,
for all the choices that we made.
Now I know better,
the life we chose for us,
was nothing but,
just an ugly truth.
Even then I wish,
it to be a dream,
for all the choices, we haven't made.