When I close my eyes

I don’t see all those wonderful things you dream about

Me doing

When I lay down at night

I don’t dream of all those wonderful things you see

Ill do

When I look up into the coulds

I don’t see all those wonderful places

You say I’ll go

I see darkeness

I have nightmares

I see nothing but

Coulds mixed with fog

Of the same retutine

No need to tell you this

You

Just say

It will happen in time.