Do you know what it’s like to wake up dead?
To wake up and see that everything has fled.
To wake up and see, you’re only in a dream.
To wake up and bleed, and than begin to scream.
To look around and see, the world is gray.
To look around and see, you’re in a play.
To look around, and not be understood.
To look around, and know you should.
Should die, should scream, should yell, be killed.
Be burned alive and go to hell,
From what you’ve done. You know it was wrong.
You should stop living the lie you’ve lived all this long.
*This started out as a song, but I changed it into a poem. Whats it matter, they're basically the same. Tell me what you think.*
