Searching for the impossible
I have an idea in my head,
that’s only possible in my dream in bed,
Of a love so genuine and real,
But life not so black and white , it’s more surreal,
It’s more of something I can’t overcome,
I’m fueling my anger I succumb,
It’s impossible to achieve,
As I’m floating in a dream weave,
Maybe it’s my vision of a perfect world,
Fueling happiness as it swirls ,
Maybe it’s a imperfect dream,
But life is never as it seems .
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