a Dream

It's like a sucker punch that's in the gut, but I feel it in my chest.

Now I find myself alone and I'm feeling so depressed.

Sitting in a cubical, my mind is such a wreck.

My mind is on the roam and my heart is on a trek.

Silent mad man sick of normal life

as a man in the mirror and the man stuck inside

Where the music is the tear and the beat is the pride,

so the lyrics do the speaking, put my heart in my rhymes