In my dreams
Nothing is as it seems
Insults become endearments
I want to know who came up with it?
What's a dream and what's reality?
It's hard, past my confusion, to see
What's the difference?

In both, no one wants me
In both, I desire a cookie =D
In one, I'm accepted by few
A very select few
In the other no one knows
That my existence shows
Any difference upon their lives
That a ripple shows when I dive
Do I matter?
Can you hear my feet patter
Against the ground?

Am I alone?
Hollow to the bone?
Who knows?
The water as it flows?
The wind as it blows?
Both are calming... but I'll never know