*NOTE:This is sortta political, but i had no idea where to post it!*
As i feel my skin slowly ripping at the seams,
I realize I depend too much on these dreams.
It's all because I hate reality
And i hold on to things inside of me
Truth hurts most in my life
stabs into my back like a knife
so when i finally wake up and see
my dreams are where i wish to be
i look into this life i live in
and i don't know where to begin
there are government men
taking our money for them to spend
there are illegals everywhere
and they're allowed to stay no one cares
mothers killing babies left and right
for their lives i so truly fight
this worl is crashing down
it will fall on us all around
united we will never stand
so i go back to my happy land
