Sometimes I'd rather live in a world
All on my own;
With no one to force me into
The present, so cold.
Calling me back to them
Expecting me to be,
The person I was; before
I saw, what wasn't meant to be seen.

I know that it hurts
When I shut them all out,
But what can they expect?
From a girl with so many doubts.
About the goals and passions
She'd set in her mind;
About what could really
Be healed by passing time.

Sometimes I wish
I could scream, and let out;
The anger, the hurt,
The darkness, the doubt.
The feelings of solitude,
But I know that I can't;
So I force myself deeper
Into the hole, the trance.

It may not be healthy
To do this every day,
But I can't face
The horrors in my way.
So I'll bury myself deeper
In these passions that pull
Away from reality;
And into a world that leaves me full,
Of longing, and wishing
That I could just be forever
Alone.
Inside this dream.