Perfect little dream, an ascent into white Burning bright, I stepped out of the light I woke up into a blurry static Hoping that my dream wasn't only imagined Reality forming around me like a coat of ice A storm of thoughts in my unfocused mind I dreamt of a place in the future when the damage was gone But the trails of pain, they run deep and long Long ago, I took some wrong roads and god knows Where I got lost on the path to the present Cause since I was seven i've been an exception The bastard child looking to be accepted Mind like a rainstick, an eccentric Tried to express it, but they didn't get it Living normally didnt work for me I'm lonely, so I wanted people to notice me And I'm vibrant like the lotus leaf and so it seems I got an affinity for this dissonant poetry And these vicious cycles become downward spirals And I will go down till i'm suicidal I'm like a book with mixed pages taped together But some of the excerpts have been weathered And i'm tethered to all my wrong turns Haunted places I remember and my thoughts burn I gotta learn, my brains a tank of battery acid But my veins remain cold and placid I gotta heal the wounds without further damage But the cuts hurt just as much as peelin the bandage Cause ive been running naked through thorns and