Sometimes when i fall off to sleep, I wish that I could die. I wish that someone, would blow out my life, and steal me from my dreams. I'd be alright...I think. It's not temporary..more like foreveer, but sometimes I just wish I didnt feel like a crushed flower when I smile. So why hold on when I dream? Why not dive off into the black lake and swim among the stars? It would be weightless. It would be death away from this world pulling me down, but wouldnt it feel so much better than this black and white movie i call my life. I'd blow the candle out myself, but i'm too afraid i'll be blinded by the colors of life after, and then live the same as I did before, doing all with my eyes clouded over.
