Dreams Fly High
Have you ever wanted to not live for a while?
Not necessarily to die but just to stop living?
Not really choking but just to stop breathing?
Not actually hurting but just to stop feeling?
I feel like that a lot, just to stop it all.
Is it to bad to want to just dissapear? Is it to sad to cry without any tears?
I haven't felt elated for a while now, just leave me alone I'm even ready to bow.
Is this what it's like to survive? Not necessarily living but not wanting to die?
I've got big dreams and many scyscrapers to climb; I don't know if I can make it, I'm too scared to step out of line.
Aspirations, desires and never ending demands- crawl over my dreams and make me disarmed.
Is it too bad to want to feel all alone? Is it too sad to have only darkness as my home?
Dreams fly high, is it really true? Not mine I suppose, I can really feel it too.
Have you ever had your wings chopped off?
Not necessarily bleeding but cutting all the same?
Not really blinding but deafening all the same?
Not actually tearing but crying all the same?
I feel like that alot, I just want it to stop.
Is it to bad to try to fly? Is it too sad to have your tears run dry?
I've stopped feeling for a while now, not really hurting but numb from the want to drown.
Is this what dying feels like? Not actual death but dead from inside?
My dreams are falling faster than the rain, I think that's their place- right down the drain.
Insults, abuse and the remarks- make me wonder am I that much of a retard?
Is it too bad to feel all alone? Is it too sad to have only the darkness as my home?
Dreams fly high, is it really true? Not mine I suppose, I can really feel it too.
