I can feel it run through my veins as I seek a escape.
I am constantly mocked by it for my countless mistakes.
It taints my mind with every breath I take.
I'm looking for realism in a world that's truly fake.
I wish to cry, but no tears can heal my wounds.
I'm afraid of my fate for I'm a flower that hasn't bloom.
I live in fear as I continue to awake.
Do I wish to stay in my dreams to be happy for goodness sake?
I have change in my isolated state.
I live in fear for my demise waits for me at heaven's gates.