Because it is a dream.

I can’t explain just how it feels

But you’ve only seen a fraction of

What’s real.

Different shades

Of further days

Envelope my burning brain

With memories that I’d be better off

Forgetting, or addressing

Anything but reminiscing

On the moods and on the challenges we knew.

And I have to bite my tongue

So often now.

To stop the stream of fairy tales

Nobody cares about.

And I rage alone in my shaking cage

Waiting for some distant, vague

Relief, or answer to the pain

Maybe a hand to turn the page

I have no reason to believe

Will ever come.

But I never thought today would ever come…

So until that day, I think I’ll have my fun.