Save me from this dream

A girl stuck in her daydream,

A mask on her face, though it seems

So fake, so barren,

She says she’s fine, with a smile,

A laugh, though we know she’ll

never last, past her eighteenth

birthday, perhaps that night would be

her last



She cries, she screams

Though she’ll never dream

of something good,

something that she should

“Save me from this dream.”

I don’t ever want to leave