This world is full of
truth covered lies
are you a dream come true?
or a nightmare in disguise?
If I knew my life
would be over in a night
would I be saying something real?
would I be brave enough to feel?
A sun is never late for a rise
and history fools, its never kind
but will a craving child
wake before they die?
How come in order to live,
something has to die?
why does the threat of death
make me feel alive?
I'm leaving for a heaven
that I have never seen,
I hope its like they say
I hope its like my dreams.
