The Dreamer

"What do you want to be

my friend

a loner walking down the streets of ghosts

or a person you hate the most

I have no control over the dreams you have

or the lives you wished you've lived

but you are your own identity

and you need to establish a reality

a beautiful epiphany

and be free to chase your destiny

but you told me that you are just discovering yourself

that you are still young and wild and free

maybe in heart, maybe in mind

or maybe in mere words of remind

a conniving attempt to convince

that you are the ruler of your own province

that you are indeed as great as you think you are

so do not let anyone else change that mentality

for the mind is your deity

your guardian angel and your fallen demon

and your heart is your reason

a spark in the dark

and your strength shall be left behind as your mark

when you leave this world

what do you want to be remembered for

your self, your dreams, your actions

or a story, a legacy, an epic fantasy

that will enlighten the spirits of many

are you truly a tragic being

or are you just basing off what you are seeing

some said that seeing is believing

but while the eyes gaze, the mind is retrieving

all the love and fear

all the words of hatred that you never want to hear

this is called 'suffering'

a pain inflicted while you are recovering

a foresight to a crash while you are swerving

away from the tree of life, undeserving

but who am I to judge

the inevitability of life, that is pain

who am I to judge

that your dreams will free you of all pain

for I am I, and you are you

now, the question is

who are you to judge

that your dreams will free you of all pain

life is pain, pain is rife

suffering is a pain, yet pain is not a suffering

so, let me ask

will your dreams rid you of all pain?

I don't think so, you see

will your dreams rid you of all suffering?

I think, well, maybe."