I was hoping and moping all these years feeling something I wasn't ready for, torn to pieces of evidence don't think I wasn't relevant to the case, you keep chasing your mistakes, how long does take to make up an answer
I see that youve changed over the years
I have to admit I did too
But you still have to choose
I don't care how it ends up being like
Because I will never truly be happy
I can act very well, but you can see through that

I knew it wasn't a dream
After all who could tell the difference between reality and fiction anymore
There is just too much gore which is relevant to this caustic situation
For some reason, some odd reason I'm walking on a building
I can see everything
The building is stacked up too high
I want to fall
A spirit keeps me near
I don't understand why
Grief begins to consume my lifeless body
I don't know if I'm dreaming or not
I'm still on this building
Now the color is gray, and the world is gone
There are only few left
Metal Machines are now our gods
I want to fall
And I can, nothing is holding me up
I wonder why
I knew this was a dream
Ships began to line up against the tower
They try to pull me down
I don't wanna know if this is real or not
After all who could tell the difference between reality and fiction anymore

Skating down the street, I was
Came out to see me, you just
Whispered in my ear, you just
Clueless, I was
Foolish, I was
Just tell me what does it take to make it good now
How many times did you stay awake
And today you come out of nowhere
I was skating down the street
You just came out to see me
You just whispered in my ear
You were Clueless
You were foolish
But its too late
Everybody is mashing
Everything is bashing

You can't see me
You've talked to me once
But forgot about it
My apologies about this order of fashion
But I knew my chances were slender
I'm not your type
You can't see us
We are looking forward to this
We are the kids with the jackets and blue jeans
We try so hard and will never forget
You're not our friend but acquittance
You are hereby advised to independently leave us alone
You hurt us
You've hurt me multiple occasions
I don't care much anymore
You cant see yourself

When I was younger i remember the thinking I knew it all, but I was a novice, I never noticed how things would change, I never got a second chance, I felt like I was a champ winning a boxing match,  smiling face to face with a great day and I will be up in the morning to get the chance to look at the moment but it will not have a good ending, pending how fast I would grow, to a new society, I put my toys and candy in my pockets and as I walk down that street everything changes into a dull hallway with lockers, nothing in my pocket, I open a locker and I see a mirror, I wasn't shocked, but mostly hurt, I can't go back, its time to pack up, I want to leave but can't, I guess adults were right, life is short

When I was younger around 7-12
I could stop smiling for some reason
Teachers always got I'm my case
Thinking I was doing something wrong
I just loved to make others happy too
But now its hurts to smile after all the bruising