“Those who lose dreaming are lost”
Aboriginal proverb
I feel like some things need to be said
And I hate my self for not been able to pull them out of my head
Like a painter blind to all colors I am restrained
And the vision I am reaching for slowly fades
I have lost the sound of the world that surrounds me
Am I dreaming?
And my dreams are now washed away
Am I breathing?
Sometimes I wonder
If this is the right path I have chosen
Directionless I
Why do I always follow the coward’s path?
Would you like to see the things through my perspective?
My whole reality, all the things I see and feel? (Well!? Tell me??)
Why can’t I change this? (Do you like what you see?)
I want to rearrange things! (Sometimes I don’t want to be me!)
I have lost the sound of the world that surrounds me
Am I dreaming?
And my dreams are now washed away
Am I breathing?
I’ve felt life disappearing
I’ve seen things come to an end
Loosing ground beneath my feet
Never thought that I could fall so deep
Strangely, it feels like I’m falling
Now I see I’m falling...
I have lost the sound of the world that surrounds me
Am I dreaming?
And my dreams are now washed away
Am I breathing?
I am lost in the world of broken dreams
And pain slowly shatters me...
