Dreams

by Brandi   Aug 4, 2005


Its crazy how one minute you could be happier than anyone in the world. Dancing, humming the words of your first slow dance song. sipping champagne with the one you think you could love forever. Than all of a sudden things go blank.the world is spinning and you have no control over it. All your feelings, your words, your thoughts of the past have been washed out like a sunset picture amungst the sea's. Washed away at first sight of a storm.Every things wrong. yet somehow it all seems so right. Its like your walking through mirrors and the only thing that seems to be changing is the emotions of emptiness flowing through you as you make an attempt for the end. Its like a never-ending dream. It takes you to the same place each time. Has you do the exact same thing and yet every morning as you slowly wake you feel you've accomplished so much more. Like you have accomplished something new. This dream has no meaning. no purpose. And yet every moment you wake you think about the clues and treasures it could hold. Its almost as if the things we see in our minds become reality. Like we see them a certain way in our head but when we wake our dream is what we hope to become the future. because while your dreaming your a leader. you control the emotions of people in your head. but when your dreaming. you can be anything. a president. a ruler. anything. its all your imagination. but when you wake your a small pesent searching and longing for a purpose. Dreams. they are not reality. unless you follow them with the greatest desire to succeed. So sure. We can dream but in the end. Dreaming is only just preparing for the impossible.
unless you grasp it as a chance to change the world

by Brandi..

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