PineappleCat25

I lie awake, late at night As with my own mind, I ruthlessly fight I long for someone to lend a hand But on my own, I must take a stand I grip the fabric and hold the Blaze But the cold pitch black, nothing will phase I think of her, I think of him I think of all the good times there have been I long for her, I long for him I long for tomorrow not to be grim I close my eyes and drift away And for a brief moment, I begin to stray I am in a new world, full of colour and life A world of pure joy, devoid of strife I walk through the fields and fly through the sky A bakery serves me up sweet apple pie My heart swells at the thought, bliss, is it not? Although sadly, the real life’s all that we’ve got I know I’m a dreamer, that I’ve been told But to dream of perfection is shockingly bold Real life may never be perfect, you see But know we can better it, for you and for me Although we all fall and although we all cry I implore you: get up and give one final try I know that the