Picture a perfect world
Where your dreams come true
You can finally breathe
And find your way through
The sky is bright
The sun glistens
And everyone around
Finally listens
The flowers grow tall
The grass nice and green
In a perfect world
Where everything is better than a dream
But when reality hits
It kills you like a bug
Your lungs clough with dust
And cannot see above
Your dreams come true
But nightmares are dreams too
As it first started with fairy tales
And ends with the death of you
Your sky turns dark
And the sun never rise
Everyone ignores
Every one of your cries
The flowers die
The trees never grow
Your perfect world
Was hidden in the shadow