What if this was all just a dream?
Everything we thought was reality
We wake up one day and finally see
Our whole life was just one big fantasy.
Our lives were built upon cartoon clouds
Where all the other characters gathered around
And all is quiet except for the sound
Outside the dream where a man snores aloud.
The dreams we have are crazier than life
Great tales of adventure, or heartache and splice
The best escapades come before we may rise
Though sometimes we wake before the big strife.
So why can't our lives be the unthinkable?
Why is the thought so unbelievable?
The events in our lives can be so indistinguishable
I guess it's the thought that's so inconceivable.
So layers start peeling
And things begin revealing
What are we part of really?
Are we just another one's feelings?
What if this was all just a dream?
Everything we thought was reality
We wake up one day and finally see
Our whole life was just
one
big
fantasy.
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PoesíaA collection of poems by me :) Please comment, suggest, and leave likes! Thanks! From poem Adjust: "Adjust to everything, but never lose. Never listen, but know the news."
