• I am on my bed
    trying to fall asleep
    when I wake up in the morning
    Life feels like a dream.
    I can't decide what tortures me
    or what gives me joy.
    My life is though, with strings attached
    I'm like some child's toy.
    My nightmares mix with reality
    my reality mixes with love.
    I cannot tell whats fake or real
    but only the gates above.
    Then I see sinners like me
    damned to the same fate
    the life as though, we have lived
    seems to be too fake.
    as human as, we are today
    life seems to be too short.
    but as we live, with pain today
    life is treated like a sport.
    I mourn for all, the forgotten ones
    for their broken hearts they weep.
    For the same goes, for all of us
    who try to fall asleep.