Fairytale Dreams

I'm tired of this old routine
Where fairytails are my dreams
Where everyday I have to wake
From a world that is fake

Emptying my thoughts
Into my head
When I wake
I feel so dead

Dreaming is a better way
Then waking each and every day
To a world full of hate
That no one really appreciates

Now this is my time
My time to fly
Out of this world
Out of this lie