Dream Weaver

I dream on an endless dream
In a time seperate from yours

It's a strangely enticing dream,
Slowly merging me as one with it

I can't see out of it
I refuse to do so

I know I'll be hurt, 
Outside of this fragile dream.. ..

In this dream I am not alone,
In this dream it's where I belong.

But soon even in the dream
I find that there's nothing I can relate to

Everything's changing.
Too fast, even for me.

I wake up to find that the dream 
Has merged with reality.

I don't understand...
Is it wrong to be a dreamer?

Is it wrong to weave dreams
Of companionship, 
when I am always so alone?

The world never understands,
Because they never really 
Needed someone like I did.

Because they have never looked inside
Themselves to see the emptiness

Because they refused to see
Their ugly distorted souls.. .

I drift between reality and illusion.. ..
I can't find the answer... ..

everything's falling apart, even my dream.. ..
I can't seem to forget loneliness or pain anymore.. ..


-matsumoto hidoko

http://xz0ne.cjb.net
voidmatsumoto@yahoo.co.uk