Broken

Little steps we all must take To perceive that we're awake Place your hand in front of your eyes But leave a little gap to realise That there's still a lot of sunlight for us all Am I really breaking? Or am I just faking? Or is it nothing after all? Into the horizon I Try to bring myself to fly Finding a machine to spread its wings for me Into the believers' den I am tempting fate again I am breaking I am broken Look into your trying eyes Think of all the prying sighs Was I really breaking? Am I already broken And is it something after all? I survive and I lose myself