Dreams, what are they exactly?
A twistation of the mindís own imaginative path,
A vision twirling out of control
until it slams into a collapsing wall of disorganized thoughts.
perhaps not for all but for me
my dreams tell me stories.
stories about myself that even I had no idea about.
they talk about the good as well as the bad,
not caring about hurting my feelings
as if they have a mind of their own.
but even still dreams can be goals
set fourth so that individuals shallant fear the future
but instead embrace it.
all men who have achieved great things
have been great dreamers.
so never give up on your dreams
even if they give up on you.