Broken Dreams

Dishonest promises
Mixed with a false sense of confidence
Incompetence
Hoping one day that I wake up and regain consciousness
And realize my accomplishments
But If I could
I’d turn back the hands of time
Go back to when the stars were aligned
And pray that I could somehow make you mine
But at least not in this life
Cause I really want to make this thing right
While I’m struggling through the night
As I’m looking at the knife on the table
Thinking maybe if a cut a few cables
That I’ll begin to bleed
And you’ll come heal me
And prove to be the one that need
Or should I just wait on destiny
To say what’s best for me
Rest in peace from pain
Conceived from life
Then speak HIS name
People are looking at me talking about he’s insane
Because they don’t know what it’s like to get caught up when you hope that things gone change
Until you realize that you were focused on broken dreams.


*Been gone for a minute but I'm back with some new material, keep your eyes open.