First Lines Poem

At six o'clock most people
Are sleeping; You get away
From the real world, and
Dream about things that
Will probably never happen.
Things that you can't describe.

You try to explain how you see the world,
But no one understands it like you do.
You can spend your whole life trying to
Make other people happy,
Or you can do what's best for yourself.

The marvelous thing is that
Most people never figure it out.
You spend so much time worrying
What others think, that you lose
Yourself somewhere throughout time.

All roads end at the same place.
I believe that everything happens for a reason.
But what you choose, is up to you.