I dreams,
so far it's good.

It was a childhood
dream,
and it's good.

I'm always dreaming
of what I will become.

Untill I turned old,
My dreams become
just a dream.

I  do everything,
just to grasp it.

I study hard,
learned very hard.

And finally it's
within my hand.

The dream that I longed
before is wihin
my grasp.

BUT what is this?
Why is that?

Within a blink
of an eye,
my dream become
just like
a dreamed.