Reckless for a Dream

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I'm not sure of when this happened. I'm not sure of what this means.

Now I cannot help but wonder if I'm living inside a dream.

I never saw this coming. I didn’t think. I didn’t take a second look.

I became so numb to my surroundings, my life became like a story in a book.

She is never the one. She is always the other girl.

She stands tall and keeps a smile, but she is lost in this world.

She stumbles home alone, and she takes off her clothes

She looks but can’t see that somebody that she use to know,

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She can’t dream of how she got here, she got lost along her way,

She got caught up in a crazy world; forgetting to fully live each day

And now her world is spinning. She is fighting to hold on.

And now she feels her fingers slipping; She fears giving up, unwilling to abandon,

She closes her eyes real tight now, asking forgiveness, remembering what it is to feel.

She wonders how she didn’t notice, when she lost the understanding of what is real.

I sit here in this room full of light, but my thoughts are dark

Where I go and do my work, leaving my marks.

I’ve wandered deep into a different realm,

To escape from my truths, my life of hell.

I’ve wandered deep. I can no longer see now,

I’m barely holding on now.

Without warning and without grace,
She comes apart, she destroys this place.
She takes what is good, she turns it sour.

She needs control, she feeds on power.

She is a victim. That's what she believes.

She is a victim. Because it's what she perceives.
She throw up her arms, she scream surrender.
All the while, she's her weakest defender.

She shies away into the dark,
where she does her work, leaving her marks.
She's wandered deep into a different realm,
to escape from her truths, her life of hell.
She's wandered deep, she can no longer see now.
She's barely holding on now.