Reality

Everyone has a story

Here’s mine

I was a young dreamer

Who was forced to choose between fantasy and reality

I chose to dream

But others called it halusination

I believed in the unreal

But reality stuck

I’m a poor girl with dreams

Who’s reality became permanent because others couldn’t handle imagination

I believed he was real

I new he spoke to me

At the end they injected me with worse then heroine

How can life be perfect

If there’s no happy ending

How can life be real if everyday is written

How can life true if I simply just ended up without you