I had a dream about us. The rush of it all. We all wanted different things. We all wanted the same thing.

The superficiality of it all. We were so good at hiding. We were so good at masking the problem. If everyone’s hurting, where do you start? You never do.

And then look what happened to us. But now we’ve all grown up. That’s the thing about us, huh? We grew up too fast. We learned to live in the moment for all the wrong reasons, but now we can cherish each moment the right way. Because now we’re good people.

All we ever wanted was to be understood.
All we ever wanted was to stop being broken.
We just wanted a reason for this agony.

All we ever wanted was to be loved.
All we ever wanted was to be loved.
All we ever wanted was to be loved. 

And some of us are now loved.
And some of us are still hoping.
But we still keep moving, we still keep moving. 

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