Who gave you the right to take my dreams?
And still keep yours?
Who do you think you are
To shatter my dreams
Call them petty
To replace them with yours?
Who do you think you are
To break me to pieces and expect me to get back up
To shatter the image I've built in the mirror.
To tell me who I am.
Who do you think you are
To steal a dream from a girl
Such a little girl she was.
She grew up fast.
You made her.
Her dreams
Merged with yours
She left hers
With her forgotten childhood.
She left it.
Left it for the Forgotten
The Forgotten feelings bubbling inside.
Dreams are not broken.
They are shattered.
Too many pieces.