Lost In Wonderland

I dream in a world of broken things,
Where Angels fly with tattered wings.

Something so wild is so beautifully broken
Because of things that should have never been spoken.

Try as I may,
I can't figure out
How a world such as this can exist with such doubt.

Angels with scars and demons with dreams,
This dreamworld is more broken than it seems.

Twisted emotions and beautiful bones,
Everyone in this world seems so alone.

Why am I here, in this crazy place?
Everything is floating, as if it's in space.

Why am I here?
There's something wrong.
The Angels are singing a disturbing song.

My wings break,
My hope fades,
The Angels continue their haunting serenade.

They pull me down,
I'm completely defenseless,
And yet again I wake up breathless.