Dreams

Dreams

You wed
in the
night

And find
yourself

In a
different
world

Your childhood
dreams all
shattered

The bed
full of
thorns

You labour
in the
day

Sweatin for
the big machine

And in
the night

For the
man with
you

The only
hope

To go
back

To your
childhood

You try
to find
your childhood
dreams

They are
far away

You go
through a
trauma

To realize
the dreams
were never
yours anyway

All lost
to the
next generation

You a
slave

Life nor
death a
option

Caution: This might be all theory

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