Dreaming
Lying awake at night, I can only think one thought…
Am I truly waiting to sleep and wake the next day?
Or have I been asleep this whole time and awaiting to wake up?
All around me, nothing seems like what it should be, or once was
The scenery has changed in such a way, that the sky seems to be painted on
Nothing like it should exist, as if it were created on a whim
With so little time, it seems like it is spent so well for once
Living not two lives side by side it would seem, but one all together
Everything that was expected, now gone in the wind as I drive home
All that I once was, inconsistent, lost, confused, scared, and broken
I seem a little closer to being fixed, to be whole once more
The worries and anxieties of today fade into the colorful background
Giving my head room to think for once, of all that I have and want
Inspiration giving me strength as I try to keep running the race
All the while unafraid of what one day is to come of all this
Unafraid of the stares, comments, whispers or eyes given on to me
But instead looking at tomorrow with hope and happiness for what it is
A new day to restart this dream that will hopefully never end
And if it does…I can only hope that the real world can live up to all of it
That the sadness will never return; that the deep sunken feeling will drown
I can only hope that the food will always taste as great as today
The water feel as cool and refreshing as it did today after the race
That the kiss will last just a little longer, so that I can catch my breathe
Trying not to fall back with such overwhelming feelings of the day
May my faults never win out in the end, and my attributes only help
All I have been doing and can do is offer myself, wholly to the world
Unaltered or changed, to be taken in as what I truly am and not what I try to be
If we are to lose who we are to the world, and hide all that we offer
Then we are nothing more than statues amongst strangers who don’t know
We are nothing more than a beggar craving that taste of being wanted
So in the end, if I am destined to fall and lose, it will be because of me
Not because of the person I was trying to be, but am
There is not enough time in the world, to pretend to be something else
When one day, one event, one smile or stare, one kiss…
Can determine everything that we really are in true life
Then we can never afford to hide our wonderful quarks and fidgets
We can’t ever risk losing the battle because we didn’t fight
All we can do in the end is be ourselves and see the bright side of life
And hope that there is someone there to catch us when we fall
Someone there to carry us home, even when we think they are not strong enough
To hold as tired as we are, and slowly fall asleep on the way home
In the end all we can hope for is finding that feeling at the end of the day
The feeling of wishing that the trip home was just a little longer
That the time spent together will come around once more
Am I truly waiting to sleep and wake the next day?
Or have I been asleep this whole time and awaiting to wake up?
All around me, nothing seems like what it should be, or once was
The scenery has changed in such a way, that the sky seems to be painted on
Nothing like it should exist, as if it were created on a whim
With so little time, it seems like it is spent so well for once
Living not two lives side by side it would seem, but one all together
Everything that was expected, now gone in the wind as I drive home
All that I once was, inconsistent, lost, confused, scared, and broken
I seem a little closer to being fixed, to be whole once more
The worries and anxieties of today fade into the colorful background
Giving my head room to think for once, of all that I have and want
Inspiration giving me strength as I try to keep running the race
All the while unafraid of what one day is to come of all this
Unafraid of the stares, comments, whispers or eyes given on to me
But instead looking at tomorrow with hope and happiness for what it is
A new day to restart this dream that will hopefully never end
And if it does…I can only hope that the real world can live up to all of it
That the sadness will never return; that the deep sunken feeling will drown
I can only hope that the food will always taste as great as today
The water feel as cool and refreshing as it did today after the race
That the kiss will last just a little longer, so that I can catch my breathe
Trying not to fall back with such overwhelming feelings of the day
May my faults never win out in the end, and my attributes only help
All I have been doing and can do is offer myself, wholly to the world
Unaltered or changed, to be taken in as what I truly am and not what I try to be
If we are to lose who we are to the world, and hide all that we offer
Then we are nothing more than statues amongst strangers who don’t know
We are nothing more than a beggar craving that taste of being wanted
So in the end, if I am destined to fall and lose, it will be because of me
Not because of the person I was trying to be, but am
There is not enough time in the world, to pretend to be something else
When one day, one event, one smile or stare, one kiss…
Can determine everything that we really are in true life
Then we can never afford to hide our wonderful quarks and fidgets
We can’t ever risk losing the battle because we didn’t fight
All we can do in the end is be ourselves and see the bright side of life
And hope that there is someone there to catch us when we fall
Someone there to carry us home, even when we think they are not strong enough
To hold as tired as we are, and slowly fall asleep on the way home
In the end all we can hope for is finding that feeling at the end of the day
The feeling of wishing that the trip home was just a little longer
That the time spent together will come around once more