We fake to make a death beware,
i cannot see why be to end,
live life and see noone might care,
and i just i live my nightmare,
dream all night and dream what may,
for dreams are thought in no wrong way,
until a thought of newfound say,
ill wake! and wait until my death...the breaths are low with nomore days,
until the end the world wont care,
and im alone with thee who dares,
to block the reason for my being,
to block my soul from being seen,
my own intent now foul dispair,
just lost alone in my nightmare.