I come from 2nd chances and broken promises
I escaped into a daydream trance while my parents fight their financial crisis
And my Dad..All i wanted was a dance but you were always sick with a liars virus
Where is the love in this life of hit and misses and why does it come with such high prices?
I used to pray “Hello Mr. God, i just want my mommy and daddy to be happy.
Can you give them money so mommy won't leave us.? She's bad at keeping promises”
Now i scream at “God” … why would you let her leave me and put me under such shitty circumstances?
I am now from questioned religion and emotionally painful psycho-analysis
I came from a false world where everything was ok but reality blindsided me as if i had no eyes.
Naive to everything around me, because seeing is believing and i was just daydreaming
Now struggling to get by, I pick myself up because God is for those still believing
I come from “What doesn't kill you makes you stronger…”
But i am so weak, beaten and bleeding i struggle to pretend but i can't make believe much longer
My mental crisis has turned on an internal siren. “Caution, low health” i'm killing myself on the inside like an illness with no cure.
Now i lay here a goner, leave me be because there is no hope for a hopeless daydreamer whose wonderland doesn't exist anymore