Another sleepless night,
spent in the labyrinth of the dystopia I hide.
eating away the innocence that I have left inside;
and its leaving the feeling of hopelessness on its flight.

nights that is filed with thoughts,
thought that are about death.
keeping me up all night
on days that I don't need it the most.

it's endless;
it won't stop,
i can see light.
but can't seem to reach it.

help! help! i cry out in plea.
but no one notices .
its the reality of which they do not want to see;
and its all because they want to live in a place called paradise.

a place called paradise...
where everything is perfect,
where you do not need to feel troubled,
a place where I want to be.