Victim to my own imagination
Victim to my own imagination


I am a victim
To the imagination of my own
I have been tricked in
In my mind, to walk among tombstones...
I feel shallow within, without backbone!
Once I loved myself, but now I oppose...
All these thoughts when my mind turned
Into an evil sanctum!
I am one of those throwaway dreams
That I’ve been dreaming
If you give me the time, maybe I could retreat
Only if my life still holds a meaning!
I pretend as if I need no help
I’m a stupid emo whose j
ust depressed
I really want a ray of light for I see my life lingering in the dark ahead!
I worry my creativity has turned me insane
Yet another reason for my heartbreak
I once for sure dreamed of a perfect life
But I guess I won’t be able to pay the price
For a life called correct or perfect!
As my imagination victimized
Me into somebody even I don’t recognize!
As my imagination victimized me into somebody even I don’t recognize!