Dead Dreams

                                I'm hanging on very thin sthey're about to break.

I'm choking back all my tears.
I'm falling into another dark despair,
i'm praying you will be at the bottom.

Because im holding on to hopes and dreams,
im living off of fantasies.
Wondering why I try,
when everyone just want to fly.

Something is still missing ,
I can feel it inside.
I'm wondering why I cry,
all I want to do is hide.

Because i'm holding on to expired dreams of a time when we were both happy,
i'm wondering how much more of this I can take,
before I finally break.

I sit here trying not to cry,
constantly wiping my eyes.
Why are these tears even here?

so I hide my fear behind my mask of happiness,
because only I can see throught to my broken dreams.