The dreams I dreamed I loved them so,
Even now, incapable to let them go,
They were the cause of all my smiles,
For them I'd travel thousands of miles,
But now they're dead and o' so rusty,
Shedding tears while they're meant to be dusty,
Stolen are the dreams I created on my own,
Crashing my heart in an unknown zone,
Killing me and breaking my bones,
As if I got hit by millions of stones,
A soul on the world is living my life,
Doesn't know that she's holding the knife,
That's how it works in this cursed world so cruel,
Everyone fights in an eternal duel,
But as long as I'm the one that has dreamed I'll make the choices
Where my dreams would have lead with their beautiful voices.

Mariam.