Yet still dreaming
Youíre breathing but are you really still alive?
Your nightmares seem to always come true
You sure your not living in hell?
Your arms they are cut deep
Yet the blood seems to not leek
Your tears fall down your cheek
Never leaving your skin
Your heart it feels broken
But trust me its not there
Your angels are watching you
Thou are your angels not your demons?
Each way you turn
You find another lifeís problem
You feel like a empty book
Waiting for the author to finish the page
Or the reader to end the miserable chapter of a death scene
Maybe this isnít all real?
Maybe youíre just dreaming after all.