Broken expectations
Life is not meant to make sense
Broken hearts beating
Naked of all innocence
Are you able to hear?
Are you ready to see?
How many things we lose
How many things we learn by losing
When will come the day?
When will our lives turn into more than just breathing?
Less than just needing to possess
When will I wake up?
I’m ready to live this fantasy
When will I wake up?
Am I wise?
Or I’m just losing my mind?
Broken expectations
Why it is always so bad?
Broken bones as greetings
Better than not even trying
A whole new mess to figure out
A whole new start to make it right
Why do we always hide ourselves behind a great, fake smile?
No one is happy all the time
And I fear those who are
When will I wake up?
I’m ready to live this fantasy
When will I wake up?
Am I wise?
Or I’m just losing my mind?
