dreams....dreams....

i never stop dreaming in every seconds of my life.

cause i think when i'm dreaming,

thats the time when i feel alive and away from this cruel world.

in my dreams,

i can do anything i want and let myself fly high

without any string attach that can pull me away and back to the reality 

of life that i have to face.

i just hope that my dreams is equal to my reality. 

people screaming,

people crying,

people yelling,

thats the reality of my life,

and i want to escape from that.

living in a peaceful air,

nice breeze to breathe everyday.

when can i get that?

maybe the world is too cruel for me

to handle.

i hate it when i feels like this.

am i an ungrateful person?

does this make me a bad person?

i'm always be the doll that pretend to be deaf and blind

but the truth is i know everything even the tiniest things.

people think that i don't care but i do,

and it hurts when people don't care about it.

it just hurts....and i will never forget it.

how did i be like this?

i want to end this.

just leave it but there is no way to go

for me to lend on.

get on your on way,girl.

there is a way for me if i keep looking for it.

peace,here i come.

wait for me.