Head In The Clouds

Head in the clouds I used to be.

That is before my dreams became attached to my nightmares,

also known as my reality.

I cannot dream for too long because somehow logic always creeps in.

Logic reminds me that the dream can no longer go on.

Not simply anyways,

& most certainly not the same way that I had envisioned.

I wake up day in and day out and spend my time just trying to wait it all out.

The clock ticks, I exist but, the dream has vanished,

and I still haven't a clue.

I haven't a clue of who I am, who I will be

or how far I will go.

and yet, I guess somehow I always knew that to be true.