I live in this dreamworld
where everything is a possibility
everything is something to be
and at the same time
everything just isn't
it never gets to real
it never solidifies as matter
it never comes to be
at first it's freedom
then it becomes prison
when I realise i'm in it
when I wanna act upon reality
it always reminds me it's not real
I always hit the wall instead of going through
I always get caught instead of flying off
and then I know I'm not in my dreamworld anymore
and once again I go back to reality
undoing
erasing
destroying
everything I built
crumbling into the real
and when everything starts to feel heavy
dreams become freedom again
and wings spread one more time against the wind
my eyes close
for I know the way
'cause this is my world
[Vitor Uemura]
