I've been having these impossible dreams.
Well, impossible so it seems.
They are happiness, warmth, and love.
Like a wonderful gift from up above.
But as far as my eyes can see.
It's all sorrow, pain, and grief.
No end it sight no hope for me.
Maybe this is what i was meant to be.
But then they come night after night.
Impossible dreams, with no end in sight.
Then i remember long long ago.
When my life was happy, and it always showed.
Smiling and joy was all i could see.
I think to myself "Was that really me?"
Perhaps these dreams aren't lost.
It just seems they come at a cost.
Oblivious to all the sadness on this earth.
Happy inside but they can't see the hurt.
But once they lose that ignorant bliss.
It would seem to them something's amiss.
All the horrors and pain everywhere they go.
That seemed nonexistent but now they know.
They try and help, to help them all.
But the more they try the further they fall.
So then i realize these memories aren't impossible.
Just a thing of the past never to be seen.
And now i'm stuck here with these people judgmental, even mean.
These impossible memories, never again to see the light of day.
Finally i have nothing left to say.