This is my diary of broken dreams, A monument over me, Page after page twists my mind with grief
What I should but never did, How could I ever be so wrong? Crucified, Upon an empty sandglass, My life is gone, I am none, Sentence to mediocraty, Sentence by myself
Forgotten, Forsaken, Frustrated when nothing more remains Forgotten, Forsaken, Wasted, I am in vain
I had a life, I had a dream, Places to go where I'd never been, Visions so brutally ruined, `Cos I didn't dare to try
Forgotten, Forsaken, Frustrated when nothing more remains Forgotten, Forsaken, Wasted, I am in vain Am I in vain?
People spend thier life regretting the things they never did All those times they turned away was yet another dream unfullfilled What I should, I never did, How could I be so wrong? How could I be so wrong? Was I ever right?
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