In dreams, I do escape,
I fall away from what is real,
I re-enter myself in a paradise,
And live in a fantasy surreal,
I capture smiles that are true,
From others that pass me by,
No one here is saddened,
For we have no time to cry,
The sun is always shining,
And everyone is is content,
At peace with who we are inside,
No one's torn or bent,
This world that I created,
Is something that only I own,
There's no one in it that can hurt me,
And I never feel alone,
I have shoulders here to cry on,
And people that really care,
They reach their hands out to me,
When I feel broken and scared,
They walk through dirt and mud with me,
And never turn their backs,
They tell me everything will be okay,
And that I should just relax,
There's no sharp objects I can grab,
And make scars with on my wrists,
In this fantasy there's no such thing,
They simply don't exist,
Everything feels so perfect,
And for once, I feel alright,
But soon it all comes to an end,
As morning breaks in on the night,
My dream is interrupted,
By the dawning of a new day,
And everything I am comforted by,
Slowly fades away,
My eyes open up to sadly see,
That I have woken up again,
Still lonely, still lost, still afraid,
Every day since I was ten,
But I have one thing to look forward to,
And it's my fantasy world I keep,
Because soon enough I know,
I'll go to bed, and fall asleep,
My dream will re-appear,
And I'll have the comfort that I long,
But until I can find that place again,
I just have to be strong ... |
