A blank paper dying to be filled

The purpose of the words dying to be written
Are locked away inside your brain
And you're starving to throw them away
While they take their toll eating at you
And you're not quite sure to what it means
And you're trapped inside while you sleep
Night after night in this horrible reoccurring dream
Can your decipher the message?
You've been trying to create
While the people you thought you knew
Become strangers in the crowds
Just another face
A forgotten name
And you cry yourself to sleep
Hoping you never wake again
It seems pointless and endless
And you live it anyway
Hoping it will change
The way it will always be
and has always been