self-malice in 6-feet under land (alice in wonderland)

This life of mine is fun
So many things I've done
Not many lead the life I live
so much to take but nothing to give.

Will someone wake me up now?
I'm ready to take a break now.
All this exitement's too much.
I need a breather.
I'm starting to suffocate in my own dreams-
-or so it seems.

So why can't I be normal?
Just like 'everyone else'.
But I am normal mother...
Just like all the 'others'.
I live in total normality
In my own reality.

Everyone has problems.
In the real world.
That's why I live in my head all day.
That's why I always stay away.
It feels just like they're real...
But a sharp blade to the wrist always wakes me up.