will i wake tomorrow from this nightmare
did you ever feel like you wanted the chance to start over? to go somewhere you have never been knowing no one and no one knowing you. someplace where you didnt know anything about. and jsut be a different person. be someone you always wanted to be but was too restricted to try. to do things so out of your imagination that you could honeslty die a happy person after doing them. thinking...knowing that you have done it all?
but then, when you really think about it, none of it will ever happen. but you think it can. so you try, in your own little twisted way, do make it happen in your world. and you become someone else. someone you thought you wanted to be. but see, the dream of that doesnt fit in your world. you need to have the scenery with the change. so it becomes a monster instead of a dream. and you cant stop changing. and you lose so many things that were so dear to you. gone, just like that. but its out of your control now. you let the dream world interfere, and when that happens there is no turning back.
someone poeple say that when a person is close to suicide, they ahve no feelings left. they are so deep into it that the honestly stop being a person. they have bodies, and figures...but no soul. no passions, no life left in them. no love. they arent human anymore. and for once, i beileve these poeple. my worst enemy and i beileve them. becasue there is so much thruth in the thought. altho, theres always so much more than they will never get, but, they have some of it down. but they still dont know me. they dont know themselves even. they are worse off than i am. i would still rather be me. in my dream world, letting it take over and distroy me. ill let it.
but then, when you really think about it, none of it will ever happen. but you think it can. so you try, in your own little twisted way, do make it happen in your world. and you become someone else. someone you thought you wanted to be. but see, the dream of that doesnt fit in your world. you need to have the scenery with the change. so it becomes a monster instead of a dream. and you cant stop changing. and you lose so many things that were so dear to you. gone, just like that. but its out of your control now. you let the dream world interfere, and when that happens there is no turning back.
someone poeple say that when a person is close to suicide, they ahve no feelings left. they are so deep into it that the honestly stop being a person. they have bodies, and figures...but no soul. no passions, no life left in them. no love. they arent human anymore. and for once, i beileve these poeple. my worst enemy and i beileve them. becasue there is so much thruth in the thought. altho, theres always so much more than they will never get, but, they have some of it down. but they still dont know me. they dont know themselves even. they are worse off than i am. i would still rather be me. in my dream world, letting it take over and distroy me. ill let it.