I don't want to wear a dress, or at least I don't think I do.
I don't want to wear a suit, or then again maybe i do.
I'm not sure who i am anymore.
Stuck within this eternal identity crisis, living in fear of what everyone thinks.

Can't i just walk down the street smiling? The wind in my hair, the sun on my face? Feeling as if time is irrelevant?

Except nothing is irrelevant. Can't i take my girlfriend to Prom without feeling lost?

Can't we both be the prom queens?

I Must get up today, maybe stay in bed today.
Wish I could go away, instead I'm staying here today.

There's so much to do today, as if our lives begin anew each day. How many times do I start over? ****. That's a lot of days.

I think I'm overwhelmed. Or maybe I've overwhelmed myself. Because this day is overwhelmingly difficult and I can not seem to understand myself.

I think I need to change my ways. Sail off on a ship, sail way out that way. Never looking back, sailing far far away. But I'd miss you too much, so I guess Im here to stay.

It's worse here, in the dark room of  my mind.
I wish I could stand in the sun, but there's a door I can't seem to find.

I've been in the room so long, you'd think I liked here.
The darkness and the shadows, you really think I'd like it here?

I CANT GET OUT! I'm trapped Inside. Please get me out im starting to die......

The next day has come and I'm suddenly outside, I'm not sure how I got here, i know Ill be back inside.

Sooner than later riddled with fear, tell me how do I stand in the sun but still feel cold when I'm here?

In the morning is when I like it most.

When you've just woken up, and you forget where you are.

Yes, the morning  is when I like it most.

When it is dark and quiet, when no one is a wake.
The cloudy skies and the cold represent my mood for the day.

The morning is when I like it most.

After the sun rises, the people rise too.
The day begins anew, but my peaceful morning dies too.

Yes , The morning is when I like it most.

It's funny I seem to think,
How small your mind is,
I think it still shrinks.

It's tiny.....little and small.
I think we all get it,
It's anything but tall.

You have no perception,
You're riddled with fear.

You question all the others,
Just why are you here?

Is there something your missing?
A lie you've yet told?

Are you ashamed too?
Of the secrets you hold?

You see,I stand in the sun.
With my arms open wide

I'm proud of who I am,
Yet you cower inside.

Away in the shadows,
Screaming out lies.

No I am not a coward,
I love who I desire,

Maybe one day you'll learn how
To extinguish your fire.

"Who am I?" You ask.

I am the wind blown through the trees on a bitterly cold evening.

I am the shadow in the corner of the room, catching your eye for only a second.

I am the deja vu idea of something you feel like you're always forgetting.

I am nothingness yet I still appear before you.

Am I just your mind playing tricks, in an endless game of reality?

Or am I the myth of something not quite real, living in the limbo of life and death?

Let's play pretend, and be someone else for a day.
Well run through halls, while our thoughts fly away.

Lets play pretend while we still believe it is true.
While the fake princess's are many, the real ones are few.

Lets play pretend, and at least try to believe.
That our imagination is real, and happiness is something we can achieve.

Pretending is easy because its something inside,
Pretend is easy if only we felt alive.

I'm drunk on an ideal.
I'm drunk on a wish.

I thought we'd have forever but maybe I'm mistaken.
I thought we'd have forever but my heart you have taken.

Away from this world and our crazy ideals.
Maybe one day we'll be together and it might even feel real.

Quick, while I can still think.
Please some one help me?

I think I need a drink.

My knuckles are bleeding,
My anger receading,

I wake up in a sweat,
my room is a mess.

What have I done?
There's too many regrets.

I'm sleeping, or maybe it's a dream.
That everything is fine and you are exactly what you seem.
It would be different,  in another world i think.
If i were to able fly, but you force me to sink.
I'm drowning, I've forgotten to swim.
The lies you tell, like anchors, pull me down from within.
With my last breath, i need to say.
Everything I've never said, all my thoughts I've locked away.

So you think that you are perfect? Because thats what no one sees.
Take a look at the water, your reflection, you'll see what i mean.
Your lost, trying to stay afloat. I wish i were the wave that sinks your imaginary boat.

So while i'm drowning, asleep in the dark.
Please stop lying to yourself and pretending to have a heart.

She is water. Yet her eyes are the sea.
My fear of water is astounding.
My tension surmounting.
Maybe you are water
But i refuse to see.