The Dream

Please won't somebody
Wake me up from this dream
I know it can't be real
No matter how much it seems

I've lived it in for years
But I can't do it anymore
So now I'm looking for the room
With all the secret doors

I've never lived in the real world
I've been here all along
A matrix if you will
A place where I belong

But the reality I know
Is not real at all
It's a world that I created
And around that world is a wall

A wall not made of stone
But of a corrupted human mind
And this mind has the power
To dysfunction reason and time

This mind belongs to me
It contains my thoughts and dreams
And right now the dream I'm having
Is not where I want to be

So if I could just wake up
And only dream when I sleep
Then maybe I'll figure out
The difference betweens dreams and reality