my dream

I wonder where it goes

the strings that in my dreams

the word that i have say

the feel within of me

i wonder how it change

like it was never here

it all just dissaper when i just reach

my own reality

the world that i live in

clearly it’s not for me

it almost made me change

hide my identity

i guess i blend in the wrong sociyty

started to forget how to become me

except when i start my dream

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