I'm not a dreamer and sometimes it makes me feel like I'm a sinner. A simple clueless Earth walker trying to get myself together To survive the rough 'till I'm taken by the death eater And say goodbye to my happily ever after. I'm not a dreamer and sometimes it makes me feel like I'm a sinner. When everyone is going to where the Sun shines brighter, I stay under my hood and search for puddles of water. It doesn't seem to be wrong, but it's quite a distance away from being right. I'd rather marry the night than seeking for the light. Sometimes I'm such a monster. A little shadowy monster that's haunting myself, Who is hiding behind the shelf as if I'm a tiny elf. Sometimes I'm such an impostor. A pretty little liar with wide smile. Black winged angel with bleached feathers. Injects my veins with poisonous words. Sends me away with plastic wings then let them melt by the heat. Watches me fall down and finally bath in my blood on the dark ground. Sometimes I'm such a cheater. I'm not a dreamer and sometimes it makes me feel like I'm a sinner. I'm not someone special like the last airbender. Most of time, I just want to surrender. This wide wide world isn't a playground for a dreamless small girl. I don't own a pearl and not even a strong heart. Just a hollow figure trying to live with the nature. I'm not a dreamer and sometimes it makes me feel like I'm a sinner. It's an irony considering that I look up on Atheism. It's quite a funny musing with this mind of disaster. It makes me wonder if I'm getting insaner. |