& here again...
My dreams collide
with the walls that I built
The walls,
of fear,
hopelessness,
misery,
loneliness,
where there is just me for myself
far far away from this terrible world
these walls protect me
from the hate outside
I surrender...
I surrender..
To this fake world
& I stretch and stretch to reach the moon,
to touch the skies
but I came back
with my bloodied knuckles...
and then dream again
to re taste the pain
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