Dreams Come True

These dreams I have, they hold me strong With people in places, do I belong? I do, however, like their way They make me smile, brighten my day. While fast asleep, I have these dreams Of being places, with others, it seems. It seems so natural, as if it should. It can’t be bad, but is it good? They are but dreams, within my being, Exciting my senses, with all I’m seeing. I’ll keep them eternally hidden for me Others might not like just what I see. Dreams are just that, well hidden sights. Fantasies, yes, to get through the nights. Does it mean that what I have is bad? No. Just a way to help me feel glad. Suppressed feelings or needs, nobody knows. My dreams do things that make me glow. With music or loving, fantasy or real My dreams are just dreams and that’s how I feel. If you happen to be in one of my dreams, Don’t worry, enjoy! Not as bad as it seems. In them, you do for me as I’ll do for you. For maybe one day, all dreams will come true.