Love and other lies

Never enough

Fourteen years on earth and I’m tired
Nothing ever makes any sense now
When I was a kid I was a liar
Same story different age nothing’s changed now

Is it really living when theres no way of seeing
What’s the difference between love and pain
Is it really dying if it’s the only way that’s nice and makes you feel okay
Is it really life if there’s no fun like they suppose it is
Is it really love if it’s never enough to make you stop and stay