I sometimes forget which life is a dream and how things could be as they seem.
I dream to wish I'm awake and I awake to wish I'm dreaming.
How is a dream a dream, and of which dream do I speak?
I dream as I'm awake and I awake to dream.
Nothing in my dream is as I need it to be.
The memories are lost amongst reality.
Nothing is as real as I dream it to be.
Everything is greater than me.
I live a distorted reality.