yea in my dreams

in my dreams , i can see me as who i should of been not am
in my dreams i see who i used to be , the old me the one yourl never see

i feel so horrorfid , of what i dream off...

you know why? cus i can feel my innance die

you wont to know why? cus i keep living this lie

i know i wont be sleeping tonight

how do you know which is real and wich it fake

when your staring wide awake in your own world?

in my dreams am i free?

or running away?

what am i getting into the fry?

ohhh so much madness

and indeed sadness

of what was and what will never be

but in the madness dreams of who i am

of dreams i can reach

but in the end when i wake up and tell my freinds

till there round the bend

they stare at me and say to the dreams i have

and wonting to be me

"yea .. in your dreams..."