lives trapped in a daydream. if you want to know me, i want to share. i want to connect and talk and find someone special. mayb its not you, mayb you don't want me, maybe we'll only be friends not lovers, or will live in an old wooden house, or we'll have sex once a day, or you won't like sex. you'll ban it. but id like to find out. most of life is spent behind locked doors where you hide every side of your soul, but i want to open mine and give it away. to take, to shape, to make or break. the world is a maze of mad decisions i don't want to make. too many thoughts, too many paths, too much to think. i don't want the thoughts in my head. i want the ones you want to place. because nightmares of shadows can't be worse than daydreams in chains.