Some days life just feels like, a dream.
So lucid that it's hard to believe that anything is real yet you know,
this is not a dream.
Some days it feels like a haze,
like one of those days where the fever is so high that nothing seems real, and as you try and pick apart what is true and what's reality,
you sink in more into the insanity.
I do wish that someday I'll be able to feel alive,
happy,
heard.
I wish that someday ill be told that I did my best,
and that my story will be told.
And maybe that day is close, or far into the distance of tomorrows.
Someday.
I'll know.