So i gave myself the time to come clean,
but i still don't know what that dream means.
So i gave my mind a time to rest,
but still, there are so many things on my chest.
So i tried too stop thinkin about you,
but i still don't know what to do.
Lets hope that one day you open your eyes,
so you can stop believing your own lies.
Don't tell me what to do,
i'm tired of pretending that i'm cool.
I know you're out of reach,
so i clear my brain and fall asleep.
Then i wake up, on another day.
Even though yesterday seems to be the same.
Don't wanne live this routine anymore,
why isn't there an open door?
A door ore even a window so i can escape,
away from life and all the hate.