I stand there, waiting for reality to sink in
no such luck, I see the fatality of fiction begin
Everything around me is blackened happiness
and thers one thing that I have which can releive my hidden stress
No one understands me I stand alone in this plot
strugling to come back into orbit, waiting for the penny to drop
Nothing Makes sense in my tangled mind of thoughts
and for once in my life again, im prayin for my heart to just give up
Each time I blink trying hard to see my path
i find my body sink, unable to make my stability last
Theyre not beleiving in me no more, im nothing but a fable
But inside theyr heart i kno that thier beleifs will remain stable
My short life span is decreasing, harder to normalise my breathe
and i kno deep down, that i do not have much time left
I try to get thru to you one last time, save me please I scream but your
not trying
to listen deep into your soul and talk to your inner child whos dying
but your NOT listening, every plan i have to make you see subsides
so you chain me up and mask your face with what seems like fronted pride
Imagery of you alone with no one around you fills my mind
i feel i must save you from this somehow evil imaginary child
but I am she, and as much as i try i cannot stop it
instead of teling you to stay with me i help you run far from it
I reject you, stop talking to your soul forever
but in my heart our memories together, i will always treasure
and onwards i proceed to poision another childs brain again
with thoughts of me and them together, and me... as thier imaginary friend

uppin plesae dont sleep