Left Behind

This world is full of
truth covered lies
are you a dream come true?
or a nightmare in disguise?

If I knew my life
would be over in a night
would I be saying something real?
would I be brave enough to feel?

A sun is never late for a rise
and history fools, its never kind
but will a craving child
wake before they die?

How come in order to live,
something has to die?
why does the threat of death
make me feel alive?

I'm leaving for a heaven
that I have never seen,
I hope its like they say
I hope its like my dreams.