Everyday dat passes by
Is like a bad dream
A dream that i wish would end
Deep down i know its not a dream
(well wat is called a dream to everyone)
ITS REALITY!
And thats wat i cant face
I was always told to follow
My dreams
And i have,
It took me awhile to realize it
But it explains so much...
You see:
I will sleep
Then i will dream,
Then i will live,
And it all re-starts
I have to sleep to dream
I have to dream to live
U get it now?...
I did follow my dreams
I did not only follow them
I lived them
They might not all live in the same order
But dats where deja-vous comes in
Unfortunetly i wasnt lucky enough
To dream about success
Cause its never happened,
Therefore i've suffered to much
To be able to dream anymore
And in comes the thoughts of suicide
I'm at the end of my line
Far to much
I find myself not being able to take it anymore
If i dont end this soon
Then this life will just continue dreaming
The same pain and horror over and over
But as obvious as it is
It will just be getting worse and worse
So i was right all along
My mission here in life
Is to keep dreaming about suicide
T'ill its power gets strong enough to live
Then once it is, i've completed my mission
Then my wish will come true
After all these years
Once i cant dream anymore
I cant suffer anymore either
All my wounds will be healed
And never will they be bothered again
I'LL BE FREE!
All because its not called living..
Its called dreaming!
