Dream surreal

Dream surreal

 

Eyes seem to be open

Where in the universe less than a molecule

I feel the heat in fact enjoy the close far distance

Life’s irony of enjoying another with no intimacy

I seem to be distant though the vision in the never be

Happiness contentment engulfs the soul

Wonder who the script director is

Being casted as the jester

A throw away character

Knowing the difference from self-aware and self-absorbed

Accept the little and tiny kind moments

For laugh comes from ones who assumes to know

There is no rewrites fair comes with unfairness

Riddle the dream for others never tell

Lucidity a secret that some would think means depressed

An inner happiness of the shush and a wink

Arrogance walks away never knowing the real

Could be a surrealistic dream

Or the real jester for others entertainment

Be it live it

Dream surreal