I stay in my fantasy because my reality deceives me
Telling me things I can’t be, while making me believe
That I can achieve all things; everything is obtainable, within reach
Yet as I step up and reach for my dreams, the latter is kicked from beneath
I fall, look up for an extended hand reaching down to help me to my feet
All that is there is my fantasy, my reality has left me.
All those dreams and promises made, fade away.
So I have a choice
Do I stay laid out with this ladder by my side and tears in my eyes?
Waiting on the reality that will never be
Or do I turn to my fantasy the only thing that’s never lied to me
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