19/05/2026
Trapped in a script I didn't write, of faded dreams and endless night.
The future I wanted slipped through my hands, Now buried beneath these shifting sands.
I want to wake to break the spell, And leave the past where it be fell.
I'm tired of dreaming of what couldn't be I just want the morning to finally free me.
Give me the dawn, a brand new page, To step outside this sleeping cage.
Let me wake up. Let me breathe Let me start again.
Lens Street👀
