Help, help, I'm lost.
I can't see myself.
No wait, I'm over there.
Why am I running?
Wait, why can I even see myself?
Is this a dream?
What if everything is a dream?
In a few minutes I could wake up.
All of my life...everything I've been through would just be the bad after taste of a dream.
Maybe I'm a fish....
Do fish dream?
Do they have hopes?
Do they have ambitions?
They must....that is what instinct is, isn't it?
Maybe, I'm a hampster...
Yes, I could be a hampster dreaming I was a human girl.
Next thing you know I'll be running in that little circle planning my next excape from the cage.
Hampsters dream...they've gotta.
They are pets and pets do dream, I know that much.
Sometimes my dog sneaks into my room at night when he thinks everyone is sleeping.
And when he get real wrapped up in a dream he starts barking.
Not loud barking...but more like a whimper of what a bark would be.
And he can finnally see in his dream...
Is he dreaming he's a human?
Who knows?
Oh please, let me wake up and be something else.
~~forward~~