So scared, so frighted, so young, writing and drawing in my room.
All I can do is day dream, yet my dreams turn into nightmares,
I wake. I scream. I cry.
Not so sure what just happened.
I can't tell witch is life and witch is a dream.
Will someone place wake me.
I'm tossing and turning it seems I can't wake, yet I do?
I feel pain in both. so why? why am I sleeping in fear?
It seems my soul is scared, but from what?
What in this world is their for my soul to be scared of?
