Isn't It Weird?

Dreams

Isn't it weird,

How we hallucinate at night,

We are asleep, as it seems,

But wide awake in our dreams,

And everyone assumes it's alright?

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Not reacting to the outside,

Not reacting to sound, not reacting to light.

Trapped in the depths of a weird universe

Not knowing if it's real, or if it's a curse.

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It's where our deepest fears lie,

Forgotten by us but they never forgot to try.

Once again giving us the biggest scares,

Haunting us in form of nightmares.

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How do we even know if it's a dream,

Or if it is all a real regime.

We could be sleeping right now, all could be fake,

And not remembering anything when we wake.

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It feels so real, so present,

But to the real world it's just silent.

Nobody else sees what our minds create,

Because reality would only invade.

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Lying still, not moving a muscle,

But walking miles inside our heads.

Facing unexplored worlds, new threads.

And we think it is all casual,

Isn't it weird?