Are these dreams brought by sleeping?
Or is this where I want to be?
No---these are not dreams I want
I try to cast them off
Heavy burden of a dream
I stop to wonder
Yes---maybe this is where I want to be
An escape from reality
I can dream anything I want here
But I can't make it come true
I'll have to leave the haze of this dream world
Thick syrupy lies of a dream world
I have to face biting reality to realize...
The most fulfilling dreams...
Are the ones that you live when wide awake---
Well this is a poem I wrote in my senior year of high school...I believe. I decided to post it here (I have posted it on my livejournal and myspace accounts too).