Dreams Are All to Real

June 2, 2011
By Erik Trejo BRONZE, San Jose, California
Erik Trejo BRONZE, San Jose, California
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This world isn’t always what I want it to be
I sometimes feel in pain like a burning tree
I feel like I have to do its every command
And later I’m not being heard as if I’m buried under sand

Something keeps whispering to me to keep on dreaming
I want to get out so I keep on screaming
My voice echo’s in these endless halls of fear
Can’t find a way out like if I’m a trapped deer

This is the worst time of my life
I wish I can stab myself with a knife
Then all of a sudden I can no longer feel
I guess you could say this dream is all to real

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