High before the broken glass,
My heart, now shattered into millions
Of dreams and wishes,
That now, will never rise
To come true.
The opportunity of hope,
Now all gone.
Nothing of happiness will become a reality,
Now I'm standing cold,
In a room filled with darkness.
No place to run and hide,
As my heart, it's filled with holes.
Burning up, breathing in,
Trying to exhale the bad,
Bring in the new life.
Standing, wanting to be higher then ever.
