These Dreams
These dreams, these dreams,
My soul is bursting at the seams.
I have been cast into alienation,
My mind rebelling at stagnation.
Night after night,
Fight after fight.
The horror movies playing on the inside of my eyelids,
Forcing me into reliving the darkness we see as a kids.
I look into the mirror,
And view my fear.
I can see the great gnarled tree,
Why can't I be free?
Nothing is as it seems,
These dreams, these dreams.
My soul is bursting at the seams.
I have been cast into alienation,
My mind rebelling at stagnation.
Night after night,
Fight after fight.
The horror movies playing on the inside of my eyelids,
Forcing me into reliving the darkness we see as a kids.
I look into the mirror,
And view my fear.
I can see the great gnarled tree,
Why can't I be free?
Nothing is as it seems,
These dreams, these dreams.
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