| Dreamland vs. the Real World |
| Sitting in a room with walls painted the color of �Dreamland� Being in these four walls makes me think of how wrong that is. Everything in this room is not who I am But rather who I would like to be. I have plaques that say �Don�t Quit�, �Accept me for who I am�, �Friends Forever� and �Follow your dreams.� Posters I have on my walls say: �Achieve your dreams� and �You gotta have confidence.� I have frames of pictures with happy people and tons of candles to light my future. Everything shows the positive side and maybe that is true in the dreamland But in reality, everything is opposite of who I am. After a while I tend to quit, I never let people accept me and I don�t know what forever is in friendship. I have no dreams to achieve and confidence is something I seriously lack. Those picture frames I want to smash against the wall and those candles are never lit. In a way, all those things are like me. They all mean nothing and have no value behind them. In that room I might live a dream But once I walk out that door everything means nothing. |