Dreams - my other reality
I woke up in time for school this morning, but never went there. Why?! I dreamt of him this night again.
I don't know how much more of this I can take, but he sort of took me. It's weird actually and I feel silly for even thinking the thoughts I have and feeling what I do, but I can't help it. It's weird. I'm weird.
The dream was long and wonderful, but then again, every dream of him is the best I've ever had. He's just perfect, if that's even possible.
I'm feeling kind of torn between my real life and the life I want to live. Why can't I have both?!
like <=> am good at
(not true huh?! not in my world at least!)
(not true huh?! not in my world at least!)
Too bad though, I would love to be good at everything.
These feelings I have, I can't even find words for them. My dreams describe my feelings the best. I have strong feeling for someone sho does not exist, but is an exact copy of what I would like to be, the real me. I don't know what to do with myself. A trip in to unknown would be the best thing for me to do right now. No more feeling wrong and as a missfit. I too want to fit in among the rest, I just haven't found my kind of the rest.
These feelings I have, I can't even find words for them. My dreams describe my feelings the best. I have strong feeling for someone sho does not exist, but is an exact copy of what I would like to be, the real me. I don't know what to do with myself. A trip in to unknown would be the best thing for me to do right now. No more feeling wrong and as a missfit. I too want to fit in among the rest, I just haven't found my kind of the rest.
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