Drowning in my own dream, once I wished to come true
Believing the lies I hear and seeing truths not there.
See the rays of sunlight; they shine upon my wounded heart
Reaching for that broken smile among the hidden stars
Hearing the tear drops of my heart, falling from hidden star
Believe my hidden dreams and tell my stolen lies.
Bring me to the idealism! Give me air to breathe,
Let me see the sorrow upon my broken dreams.
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