Picture Perfect

My world is changing to the colors of their negative

My body's weightless in your gravity filled world

So why

Wish this bliss would ever let me go

Based on my optics, I'd say it's safe to say

My line is crossed as far as

Pushing my limits

Can't you see

These streets

All appear to me as Fantasy

Things you would never believe

On the outside

There is no hope

Broken Tides

I prefer a place where the picture is perfect

No longer is my life your object

My own breed of reality

My lost sense of time

Brings forth another realm of thought

This conscience is for now numb so,

Close your eyes and let the world embrace you.

Isn't this what we dream for

To open your eyes

We will tear, these walls down.