Just A Dreamer
So ive realized something. Yes I have I hate reality. I'm a dreamer, nothing more. I'm angry with everything not because I hate it, but because i want it to be something else. I am angry because 2 plus 2 equals 4. I am angry because there in no magic in the world anymore. I am angry because there are no dragons or warewolfs, or angels or elves or anything beautiful and strange left. I am angry because my dreams are worthless and pointless because no one can bring the magic back. I am angry because no one understands what its liek to be lost in day dreams forever and ever, always wanting to be special but never getting to be. I know that i am crazy. SOme people think i am, anyways maybe i am. Maybe im crazy because all i want is for my dreams to be real.You have to fight for what you believe in. But if u believe in never existing then what have you got left?