I am stuck, dreaming I wonder what dream is awaiting me in this dark place I hear my perfect dream calling I see a floating, breathing thing I want to leave, and then i donβt I am stuck, dreaming
I pretend i wonβt wake I feel as free as air I touch my perfect ecstasy I worry that my mind is a million miles away I cry out, for i cannot wake I am stuck, dreaming
I try to be heard I understand what i must do I say that reality has a price And i hope for freedom I am stuck, dreaming
A school project, my teacher really liked it, so i thought i would post it