You used to be the dream

A fairytale I'd die to live in

Now you're a nightmare

That I can't be spared

From the deep well of my desire

And it set me on fire

I dream loud, but can't speak loud

I wonder when I can let it out

When it's unbearable

And my stone heart heated

I scratch the wounds of my skin

To feel the pain comes within

No one's ever understand

Yet nothing is unseen

I'm too scare to film it

But I also lose what I need

I don't know, and how can I be so paranoid

But I don't care if they know

The high I can take

I need to be understood, and do it well enough to be

Tell me if I can take the low

I want to take their side so badly

Then they told me

"No one gets you, no one will ever do."

I guess that's why they hate me

The contradicted speech

I threw my bipolar pills

I resent the person I am

Nobody stands being presented

To listen to the unknown holy

They're living their best

At their fullest

It is real, undeniable rough

It is touchable, but unapproachable

I'm standing with no gravity

When will true life return to me?

Maybe I'll die in vain.

But I know I don't have to

After all, my soul is barely healed

By your heart that's barely real.