Being born - In Strict Confidence

Fading stars\nBurning storm\nHopeless dreams\nChildren unborn\nRuthless wars\nThat’s the cruel reality\nFemale screams\nChaos and brutality\nI’m living in a world where I don’t want to be\nI pay for being born\nI close my eyes and I see, in my dreams I am free\nI can fly, I can love\nI’m living in a world where I don’t spread to be\nWhat a heaven’s above?\nIn my dreams\nIt always seems\nI’m living in\nPerfect scenes\nI don’t wake up\nSo warm it feels\nLying to myself\nIn endless dreams