I'm dreaming a dream that faded,

slowly awakening to who I am not.



Within the thought of painful amazment,

I fall into the lifeless plot.

Slowly fading, slowly excaping,

from who I am not.



They see flowers, I see fire.

They build towers, I fall as a liar.

I have no heart, so they claim.

So in the dark, i will wait.



Slowly as the darkness consumes me,

i fall at the end of thee unruly.

For I am not fit for this world.

The Passing of yours truly,

poiseneing the minds,

creating a qaurrel.

slowly consuming.

from what you deserve.

Peace.



I am not deserving,

atleast,

this is what i feel,

I'm more or less,

stranded,

deserted, on what i once

thought was real. Slowly

consumed by darkness.

slowly in thier mind it lurks,

that I'm always creating violence,

in the glitch of each verse,

you see him riding away in a hurse,

stuck in the dirt,

locked away with him

and his broken memories.

I see you all,

trapped with validity.

Trying to figure out

why "I" would ever

give in to thee.

it seems that

those that love him,

shouldn't.

and the ones that "do", wouldn't.

Hesitate to hurt him.

so how can he love

in a world that couldn't?

If anyone could understand

what he feels,

they'd know that his wounds

were hard to heal.

In the passing you

may find out he

wasn't a lie.

and while your laughing,

holding the truth inside,

I hope it kills you a little more,

because when i die,

I dont have to feel anything anymore.

but I will stay alive,

for i am strong,

even when I die,

my truth will live on.

So till the end of time my friend,

is where I'll be waiting,

to rise up again,

as the kid who

knew what he was saying.



I'm dreaming a dream that ended,

slowly awakening to who I am not.



Within the thought of painful reprehending,

I fall into the lifeless plot.

Slowly fading, slowly excaping,

from who I am not.