Dream is like a painting.
Artistic, subjective.
it's normal to look like it makes no sense to anyone else but the artist himself/herself.
It can be the most beautiful thing happening to you, cheerful painting and dancing colors
Boundless, no restriction, no worries.
You do what you like, that's no need to worry about what others think.
It can be a horrible nightmare, with the darkest colors and the scariest sight.
You scream all you want, however you like
If you want to stop, you can just wake up, stop the brush and tear the painting.
Dream is like a painting.
So why can't we paint our lives like dreaming?
Live the way we want to live.
Be the person we want to be.
Laugh how loud we want.
Cry all we can tear.
Scream till our throat sore.
Live the world just like it's only us that matters.
Our colors? we choose
Our styles? boundless
The brush? our mind
Paint.
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