The Dreamscape and You

Darling, I know your head is clouded with dreams
Trying to figure them out isn't what it seems
They get worse, your ideas, you can't converse
what you feel, you throw aside, because you find it hard to deal

let it all out for once
let the words come out even if there is none
bear it all on me
i've been waiting for the moment
when you set yourself free

The chains they've set on us
The cage we live in, but are to blind to accept
that we are free spirits only when we give up everything that we thought made us, us

I don't know how much longer I will be able to stand your babble
Because it's becoming drowned out by the nonsense you're involved with
Your personality is weak, personality is a disease.

I am who I am and I concern myself with everything I feel is actually important
The gossip that surrounds me does not make me, me
My name was given to me, never did i have a choice
Who I am, is just a memory, forever encased in your memory.

You are not who you think you are.
Your friends do not define you.
Your name does not define you.
Your dreams do not define you.

You define you.

I've become passive, but not weak.
Strong willed in the things I seek.
I am more aware than I've ever been.
I shall seek the answers or they shall find me.
I will abuse this dream because I already accept the possibility
that this in fact all a dream.

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this will be the last post I ever have in here.
If you'd like to see more of my writing.
Or would like to get to know me.
simple, find me, hang out with me.
I will invest the the same amount of time you put into me, into you.


unless you are just useless and are still enjoying the fruits of this dream.
"They enjoy their igno­rance and cling tightly to the misery that gives them iden­tity."