The cage

This crippled version of me
like a satisfaction in a broken dream
If that’s the version to be
then I'm no more than an illustration in a fantasy
As a hopeless captive I feel
held inside a fiction and someone lost the key

There could be a thousand dreams
but I choose reality,
struck me this morning as I woke up
from my imaginary…

With a new day begins a new me
knowing I’m the ruler of my destiny
Moving forward relentlessly,
future is awaiting me to unveil its mysteries
No more hiding in dead end streets,
I’m heading in one direction and nothing will stop me

There could be a thousand dreams
but I choose reality,
struck me this morning as I woke up
from my imaginary…

It's a sky full of fantasy
but my eyes wide open
Not fitting in this story
I'm not fitting
not since I awoke

There could be a thousand dreams
but I choose reality,
struck me this morning as I woke up
from my imaginary cage