Dreams

Dreams are fake Dreams are real I hate the way they make me feel. I dream during the day I dream during the night I hate the when I wake up crying and full of fright. Dreams are cool And sometimes fun But I hate when I dream about holding a loaded gun. I hate to wake up To a tear in my eye Because my dreams sometimes make me want to cry. I’m scared to go to sleep Because of my next dream I don't want to wake up shouting and screaming. I want to dream of Beauty and have love I want to forget about the dreams that were full of blood. I hope my dreams Don’t come true Because I wouldn't know what to say or do. I just want to be happy In my dreams and in reality Because I want to remember the good time I spent with family.