Let Me Dream

It's weird waking up everyday feeling as if you don't exist; at least not in this world. It's a feeling of misplacement. Something just doesn't fit, and you don't know if it's you or the world around you. Maybe there's something I'm missing, or that I'm not able to see. All I can do is hope that there's something more; something different.

When the world I've known for so long starts to change, the joy and complacency I once had within it begins to fade. Sorrow occurred then too, but at least in wasn't lasting. That way it meant something. Maybe I've learned too much. I've been forced to change as well, only I haven't come to terms with it. I deny the place the world tells me I should be going. Do I really have to go there, whole-heartedly, to be happy? I'm scared. But most of all, I'm ashamed.

Where's my escape? Where's this alternate world that I can trust and not be afraid of; where I know I'd belong. If it exists, how do I find it? If it doesn't exist, then maybe I don't either.

Hide me from the truth, erase my memories of this tainted present state. Take me back to the world I knew or dreamed there was. I'd rather live a lie in comfort, than experience reality with uncertainty. Can't I just be? I want to close my eyes. Let me dream...