When I Saw Reality

When I saw reality,
my perpetual fantasy began to fade away.
I hoped and cried as I tried to hold on,
to what seemed to be my only source of happiness.
In the eyes of others,
they saw the truth.
In the eyes of others,
they saw my reality.
In the eyes of others,
they saw me.
In my eyes,
I saw what I desired.
In my eyes,
I saw my fantasy.
The fantasy I craved.