May 6
The sun is setting on this time of my life…
Decisions to make…
Decisions to pretend I had a hand in making…
I don’t believe I can ever go back –
to a time in life when I was so starry eyed…
a time in my life, when dreams were all I had.
Now, it is the dawn of a new era (in my life),
Reality… realistic thinking and doing…
No more far away dreaming, no more fantasies of a life that will never be my own.
The reality of the game… the rules that we must play by.
Perhaps, just a farce.
Perhaps, not.
Perhaps I still am dreaming.
If I am… wake me up please.
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