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by twisted faith Jan 14, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / other
In a place where angels live In a place where my life is fine In a place where no one hurts This is a place where I want to live In my dreams I’m happy In my dreams I’m in love In my dreams I’m with you This is why it hurts so much to wake up In the day, I have to act happy In the day it’s all fake smiles In the day I’m Miss happy In the day I’m but a lie I’m my dreams I don’t have to act In my dreams the smiles aren’t fake In my dreams I am Miss happy Because in my dreams I have you I can sit and stare I can hug and kiss I can laugh and scream That I love you I don’t need this knife to keep me alive I don’t need to hide my imperfection I don’t need to hurt myself In order to know how to feel