Have you ever felt like a dream is reality
And these things are so damaging and feed your insanity?
Sometimes it feels like I'd die when I'm dying in my dreams
And you don't want to know how real it seems.
Every day I want to wake up and escape this nightmare
Because living a life like this, punished with fear, isn't fair.
I don't even know if I should rather laugh or cry
I just want to stand up and see again a sunny sky.
It gets harder and harder to hold my tears back
So in the end I am the one who breaks my neck.
Why, I ask myself, am I cursed with this pain?
And why is this pain something that will always remain!
Where is the door which is the way out?
What is the point of screaming without making a sound?
All I do is to pray and pray to break this chain
But every single word seems to be in vain.
You think I'm okay but there's no sun to see
And the worst thing is that the person who destroys me...IS ME!