Realistic dreams,
Crumble upon stars,
As it became a paradox
That many can't see.
Its complex,
The way you look.
There is no reality
For you.
You look different,
Thrive apart from others ,
Your complexity realms,
Can't be matched.
You make your reality,
Your angle of the world ,
You dont see like others ,
Nor with a matured
Word.