My Thoughts and Dreams

I lay awake at night thinking, wondering; dreaming
On the outside I look calm and at peace but inside I'm steaming
I ponder on the thoughts that were and also on the thoughts that could have been
Even on the thoughts that might be
I look up to the sky and try to focus my eyes so that I can see
I look to the future for a better hope or for a better tomorrow
I look and look but then turn my head aside, full of grieving sorrow
I have lost all sense of hope and am in a daze
Can't make out anything; everything all seems to be in glazed
I have thoughts constantly running through my head
Thoughts of happiness, sadness, excitement, and even dread
Happy thoughts are what make my day
Without them I couldn't live, there is no possible way
Sad and depressed thoughts make me want to throw them into the sea
Have them free from anybody, especially free from me
Dreams make me want to run free and let the wind catch my hair
I want to run into a different world where everything and everyone is fair
I believe with all my heart that there is such a place
For now I just got to live in this world , with it's ever so fast pace
Dreams are my favorite and I don't know why
It's like finding out that you are about to get a nice, warm piece of apple pie
Dreams are what I love about sleeping
I feel like I am on the other side of the door to the future; just constantly opening it and peeping
Trying to see what lies ahead of me
Not worried about what the future holds; not about to flee
Dreams make me dwell in a distant land
I see God holding my hand
My dreams make reality seem far, far away
Reality makes me want to not come back and stay
Dreams... are what make up my own little place
They make me forget about the world and it's ever so fast pace.