This so-called life went wrong,
And is now a bad dream,
A life I called my own,
Normal - or so it seemed,
But it's far from that,
No longer a fairytale,
Now it's far too late,
My dreams are derailed.
I have no one to confide,
I cannot change the past,
I'm slowly slipping over the edge,
my world's forever crashed.
I'm on a long winding road,
finishing a quest,
Releasing myself from darkness,
and giving up regrets.
Now I'm fine, I have my mask,
I'm like any typical teen,
Except now you're in the dark,
and my true agony is unseen,
Falling fast, abandoned,
that's me with teary eyes,
Wondering about my nightmares,
as I'm struggling to survive.
I'm trying so hard to make it through;
I'm fearful and so restless,
I want to end my vulnerabilities,
and be no longer breathless,
I need someone to point me straight,
in the right direction I have to be,
So I can restart my broken life,
as a spirit that's eternally free.
My feelings aren't broken,
there's no more shattered soul,
Just the pieces left from problems,
that are patching every hole,
My mind is sent adrift,
as I glide free of all fears,
My emotions are wiped away,
along with uncontrollable tears.
So I can make up for everything
I will always lack,
I have to face this head on,
as I keep my life on track.
Helping me to get past my insecurities,
that's me looking for my savoir,
I'm wishing for an angel,
and maybe you'll be that stranger.
