catching daydreams..

Sunny days and starry nights, how you stir me from the inside. Get me lost in blue skies and lose everything in sight. All that seems real somehow stepped into light. Now I see faded closets waiting to be opened. Darkened lights waiting to be turned brighter. All that is real is unreal and all that is unreal might be my truth. Truth is I'm dreaming and within my dream I am real. Searching for my answers when what I needed to find was my questions. Maybe all I was made to be is a dreamer but I will be the best dreamer there is to be. My dreams are my survival and through this mess I must win.