I'M Just a Figure of My Own Imagination

Perhaps I'm a figure of my own imagination, Perhaps this is all a dream. Maybe I'll wake up to a whole new scene. Sometimes I wonder how different things could be. I wonder if I'll dissappear into a cloud of dust, never to be seen. The world around me seems so bright and full of life. Yet here I am, black, dark, sad, and depressing little me. Beautiful I may be. But behind those blue eyes, Is a dark shadow unseen to all. Perhaps I'm a figure of my own imagination, Perhaps this is all a dream. Maybe I'll wake up to a whole new scene. Sometimes I wonder how different things could be. Behind those blue eyes, I am unknown to all. I'm just a figure of my own imaginatiion, Who'll disappear, Never to be seen.