What are dreams?
Are they our deep desires?
Are they simply cartoons our minds play to **** time?
Because time flies when you're having fun, right?

I never remember mine,
And I don't have dreams for life.
I'm not a dreamer in either sense.
And I stay awake to avoid them at night

Why? Because they aren't fun for me
They're filled with fire, not desire.
They're not a peaceful heaven, they're a burning hell.
They make me want to run and yell.