It’s the same dream over and over again;
The same screams of pain,
Echoing inside my brain,
And yes, I still take blame,
For everything that happened that day.
When will I wake up to reality?
And be whoever I want to be?
I’m going deaf with the noise I make;
I’m tired of hearing my heart break.
When will I stop looking at my reflection,
And hating what I see?
I see imperfection,
Is that even me?
But once I wake up, I will never sleep again;
Even if it drives me insane,
But just in case,
Pour cold water on my face.