User:Tribute the Dead, Darling

I am a mess of the person I used to be

I am the only one still dreaming lucidly

Do these people even remember their dreams?

That's not the case, it seems

Running from them like there's no tomorrow

At this rate I'll be drowning in sorrow

You always said dreams can come true

Forgot to say nightmares are dreams too

Trying to keep a steady pace

Trying to keep a straight face

But it's getting harder and harder, don't you agree?

To keep acting like who you want me to be

I'm breaking free of your iron chains

Washing away all the blood stains

Seeking refuge from the rain You only have yourself to blame

So when our paths may cross again

You'll be the one trying to defend

And no mercy will be shown

You'll realise how much I've grown

No longer your petty little toy

But a war machine ready to destroy