when you've lived in a dream world for too long,
you can't get out of it even when you try.
which is why, now i can't seem to tell what's real anymore.
i don't know whether what i feel is real,
much less to say, i don't know whether what others say is real.

but since i'm in a dream world anyway,
dreams can come true right?
or at least, i can pretend that they can.
so i'd dream about happiness forever,
no matter what happens.

i'd believe, that my dreams are real.
truth is, reality isn't a dream,
and dreaming is for idiots.
i believe i'm one.