Field of Dreamz (October 25, 2008 at 4:08am)

In a field of dreams

Not a sound can be heard

But naw, listen close

Nd you'll hear the sound

the sound of hope

escapin' a time of darkness' past

I mean a time wen

Happiness was put on blast by hate

Hate was feared by hope

Hope was a hoe

Spread herself open to tha world with no promise

Tha lack of promise angered envy

Envy turned to happy to forget about the bad

But happy was too high to make the good times last.

The good times turned bad,

Thingz flipped, cuz the gravity of life pulled

PUlled thingz away from the way that it should

Should go, should be,

tha things that we should see, 

tha way that thingz should be

began to reverse gravitate

away from the field of dreams

So that all that was left

were cries

Cries of my own demise

Cries of the wise

Cries of all that once saw blue skies

Those eyes saw nothing but lies

Wat used to be dreams turned into fantasy

But these weren't fantasies of dreams to come true

Fantasies of thingz to cloud their mind

Fantasies of thingz to want but never thingz to do

The cries grew louder as those around the field sank into a false reality

Calling for a change,

Calling for a way out

Calling for a new life 

A way out of their bind.

But how can someone from the outside...

Help the cries in the Field of Dreamz

Wen tha Field of Dreamz

Is Inside Of My Mind????

*Bows*

~HeaRTleSS~