Behind closed doors, we lose ourselves,
In a silent roar, our hearts, they delve.
Through the darkness, searching for light,
In this maze of masks, take flight.
Dreams we chase but often confined,
In the cracks of our minds, a spark we find.
When everything falls apart, we rise,
In the reflection of a fractured disguise.
Hold on tight, it's within our reach,
The beauty, beneath, let it teach.
Behind the perfect walls, behind the painted smile,
There's a life unraveling, piece by piece, mile by mile.
We chase the dream, but lose the way,
In the cracks of the ordinary, we decay.
But somewhere inside, there's something real.
Falling petals in the wind,
A broken life, a new begin.
Through the chaos, through the lies,
There's beauty in the way we rise.
Falling petals, and we start again.
In a world of plastic, we try to survive,
But what's the point of feeling alive?
The roses bloom, then fade away,
But under the surface, we find a way.
To see the truth in the mundane.
Falling petals in the wind,
A broken life, a new begin.
Through the chaos, through the lies,
There's beauty in the way we rise.
Falling petals, and we start again.
You can't hold on to what you've lost,
But freedom's found at any cost.
In the stillness, in the storm,
A heart once cold can be reborn.
A final breath, a whispered sound,
In the quiet moments, we're finally found.
The beauty that was always near,
In the smallest things, so crystal clear.
In the end, we see it all.
Falling petals in the wind,
A broken life, a new begin.
Through the chaos, through the lies,
There's beauty in the way we rise.
Falling petals, and we start again.
Falling petals, drifting free,
In the broken pieces, we finally see.