10/08/2010

Your Fantasyy.

I need a wake up call from what life can really be,
I need a call from reality.
Look me deep in the eyes and it’s easy to see,
A distant world reflecting me.
 
I can’t help but wonder why,
I should feel the need to cry.
Time passes oh so slowly by,
Am I being consumed by, lies?
 
I’m a myth,
Not a story,
I’m a fairytale with a different twist.
I’m fantasy, not your ordinary.
 
I dream with reality,
I see a world of lies,
With stereotypes,
And no originality.
 
Reality,
He dreams with me,
I’m everything,
He wants to be.

By Мαяϊα:;

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