When does going to far become inevitable,
when does fantasy become reality?,
when you dream to be someone else,
and it turns into a war with you as the casualty,
you become someone else,
but not the person you dreamed,
a shadow of your former self,
nothing is what it seems,
i dreamed to be mature,
but hate whats become of me,
i wish i could be more ignorant,
but i know what's going to become of me.
