Borderline
A child can confuse
what is dream
what is real
but sometimes
what is dream
and what is real
do interfere
If it happens enough
you won’t even notice
So I took your mind
and forced you to stand
on a floor made of flames
I made you hurt yourself
before you knew what it was
I made you bleed
I made you scar
your skin because
I wanted to leave
my mark
you cannot cage me
I will break free
