No one else sees what I see
When they fall asleep
And no one truly believes me
When I speak of the secrets that I keep
I've seen a whole other world
Filled with living fantasies
I see the way my life is curled
Into its fantastic galaxies
But dreamland isn't perfect bliss
And things have fallen apart
And we carry with us futures gone amiss
As we march towards a new start
And just as some people's morals are askew
And just as prejudice makes us fight
Nightmares are dreams too
And honestly, that's alright
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Dreamt
PoesíaA collection of poems about a surreal world that exists only in my head.
