Go ahead, make my day. It's just so hard to come across as a Mr. Nice guy; living life off second chances. My thoughts were never this dark; but always this tragic. Darkness was a bliss only my nightmares foretold. Never expect everything to fall into place. & don’t expect to know your dream without falling victim to sleep. Don’t you wonder what it's like to be me, and throw yourself into insanity? The only person that knew me is buried out of one’s misery. I dream the skies on fire. All that I love, burning to the ground. What would you give for another chance? You fucking can't do a thing. You can't expect to be everything. It's not that easy. So let it out, & tell the world. Don’t be afraid to shout out. For the sake of yourself, believe you had it all.