Tangle

Sometimes i wonder, are we living our lives?
We are all so caught up in the tangles of our current lives,
Dreaming about the future too much that we,
Have forgotten, all together, to live, right now.

Isn't living about the present,
Isn't the future about hope, but not forgetting today?

Sometimes when i see you,
I see the strong side of me
The side of me that i wanted to be

I'm not sure if you have seen me, really
I'm not sure if we ever see each other bare, as we are
Without ambition, career paths, materialism, and pride

If we both were to put it all down,
would we still be together?
I wonder

What if love, was all it takes,
and those who criticized were the unfortunate ones?