“If I told you a story, would you listen?”
“If I spoke, would you listen?”
“If I stood in the same room as you, would you notice me?”
“If I was gone, would you miss me?”
I once dreamed of happy days, of what could be,
Of who I would be.
My innocence was a blessing,
My childhood self was free,
And magic was real.
When did it happen?
When did I break?
When did I lose my innocence?
Why did it happen?
I’ve forgotten, I’ve lost a part of myself.
Why?
What cause it to happen?
What turned my dreams into a curse?
What was it that took the freedom of childhood self?
I once dreamed of happy days, of what could be,
Of who I would be.
Of who you could be.
Was I wrong to ever dream, to wish,
To hope?
Why did it all turn into a nightmare?
Why does it never end?
Even within your/our world,
The cycle of lies and broken dreams,
Will come and shatter the dream.
My innocence was a blessing,
My childhood self was free,
And magic was real.
When did it happen?
When did I break?
When did I lose my innocence?
Why did it happen?
Why was our/my wish cursed?
It's burning, the boundary.
It's shattering, breaking.
As the fire of lies and life’s cruel fate,
Burn away everything.
I once dreamed of happy days, of what could be,
Of who I would be.
Of who you could be.
Were we wrong to ever dream, to wish,
To hope?
Once again, I dared to dream, to wish.
Hoping that the old magic could bring it all back.
How wrong I was.
Pain now surrounds us.
My childhood self is now bound by chains.
Was it my fault, was it our fault?
When did this all begin?
Why did it happen?
I once dreamed of happy days, of what could be,
Of who I would be.
My innocence was a blessing,
My childhood self was free,
And magic was real.
When did it happen?
When did I break?
When did I lose my innocence?
Why did it happen?
I’ve forgotten, I’ve lost a part of myself.
Why?
What cause it to happen?
Why do I now want to destroy it all?
Why did I?
Why…
“If I told you a story, would you listen?”
“If I spoke, would you listen?”
“If I stood in the same room as you, would you notice me?”
“If I was gone, would you miss me?”
“If I was gone, would you listen?”
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