Broken Dream

Alone in a world of wonder
Trapped in room of fear
Oblivious to sight in slumber
Her life wrapped in repeated steer

Stolen fate for the girl is zero
Where is her hero?
Look here reader and see what she sees

A broken down room
No windows
No doors
But certainly a lock for the key
To a lonely beat from her chest
Sealing it from the one she detests

Glancing up at light in stained attires
Taking a drag from the killer joint
The wound on her arm was fucking deep
Slanted from her wrist, making a strong point

Nothing in this world is as it seems
Closing her eyes, counting to ten
This room was not the same again
The room of her fear was just another fucked up dream