i am truely tired i am truely bored my body is sore and my heart is truely worn they always smite, i am tired of you way to much use, my body is sore i search for a muse, my heart is worn pieces are idle, life is a bore i’m a dreamer and you, you are reality... now i know why it was never so it wasn’t meant to be, a paradox like that in life just shouldn’t be, not here, not now but i’ll keep on dreaming and you, you keep on living one day i might meet up with you, you’ll smile, and i’ll smile because you smile we won’t say a word, we will both know what it is i want we will both know what it is you need though, you will need to keep on living while i, i will keep on dreaming dreaming the dream that will never be reality but will never run out of hope. i’m hopeless