I sit in my room thinking
of the dreams i have at
night i think what 
do they mean are they 

something i am missing maybe
its apart of me who i am it drives me 

crazzy i'm screaming at night it drives me insane

i cant take it im screaming
help my parents say its crazy 
im going crazy i sit in a insane 
asylum i am in a crazy house i can't

get out every thought of me 
is going away i need help
but yet i don't 

i see someone coming 
who is this its a outline of a person it

says you called me forth why 
i say i need help
this mysterious light heals my wounds
now i feel as if i am better but maybe 

im lying to myself i walk out my room
an see me in the mirror i look fixed maybe
i went to sleep an i seen nothing but 
joyful acts 

i think i have been fixed its a sign i can
do better so i stand up now an realize 
who i am an now i won't turn back
whoever fixed me helped me deeply