The Dreamers

What we think
The way that we feel
Is what separates the illusion
From the truths we conceal

Our hidden selves
The inner me
Is vastly different
From whom we present ourselves to be

We each have our secrets
Ones we save for ourselves
Within us we all carry demons
Our own personal hells

Let ego be damned
See the dreamer shine through
As the light that consumes us
Reveals the beauty in you