I'm running faster and faster,
As I trip on the sidewalk and land face first
And scrap my knee, I here foot steps getting closer.
As I run down the middle of the street in tears,
I get caught on a car and rip my dress and fall again,
But this time I dint have strength to get up I black out
When I wake I'm taped to a chair my head is throbbing with pain .
As I scream for help I see the clock, its minutes are ticking by
as the man in the mask cuts my side and the blood is slowly.
Seeping from my body as the seconds pass by I wonder why me?
As I look up there is mirrors on the ceiling and I see why its b/c I'm different
I wake up screaming it was only a dream as I clench my pillow and look down
And there I see a puddle of blood was it a dream? As I take my last breath I write
I am different
