You Dream To Be Best

In the deep slumber Of thoughts fuzzier than ever Close, and closer a voice echoes Through the haze And darkness of a nocturnal place A face brightens the day With the ray of hope Touches this hand And never let go My face is just low For an unworthy child Just mild and helpless Dependent and immature That is who I am I know for sure I'm so sorry that I am not Ideal Not perfect full of mistakes I am nothing, just nothing Can't do everything To be on top deep down I'm a mop Cannot sleep, no peace inside Please forgive me I can't stop the pain I can't make it go away On the edge, I just fell Thinking of it every single day I might drown By your thoughts I cry and frown.