I fall for sleep
And then I dream
Dream of fantasy worlds…
Dream of agony and sorrow and all of these because of love
Love creates these feelings
And an awful sound wakes me up
I shut it down, turning my head towards the window and then covering my eyes
Or sneaking under my blanket
And I close my eyes again
And think of what I was dreaming
I’m trying to turn the dream into a happy end…
But I can’t do this… Not now…
I’ll do it next time I fall asleep…
Today is a new day… Or maybe one like all the others?
I push away this thought, out of my mind
Carrying at the same time my dream into my pocket
New goals today… New self-suffering maybe…
I go out in the streets…
I see people smiling and I’m thinking…
What more do they have?
How did they get it?
And why can’t I?
And while I’m walking and listening to music
Allowing the music to mate with my dreams
Something tells me to turn my head to