Guilty

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.