Wake Up, This Isn'T a Dream
It's so unfair..
My thoughts, never on me.
Always wondering,
Always searching.
I can never keep still..
To find what I'm looking for.
Is it even real?
What I seek.
Or is my mind
Playing in some horrid dream.
But,
It feels so real.
So intense.. I can't stop.
I look forward,
I see nothing!
I look back...
Only shadows of my mind.
It bothers me!!
I can't break free
This horrible curse.
The one thing that
Keeps me sane...
That helps me get by.
Is it a dream?!
NO!
It's real!
It's life!!!
Something wants me to look,
The other says hold back.
One WANTS to be brave!
One WON'T go because the fear!
Can't there be a way?!
This isn't fair!
Why must my mind,
Search for what's never there?
But, I must realize.
I must awake to
This world.
This isn't a dream.
It's pure reality.
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