I never rest, I always think

I?m never free from my restless emotions.

Holding me back is my logical side,

The side that sneers and jests at dreams.

'Reality' hides me behind curtains:

Encouraging me to be like everyone else.

To be modest and normal seems to make others at ease,

But what about myself?

I feel as though I could do more,

But I'm held back.

I feel as though I want to be more,

But I'm held back.

What do I do,

I ask of you

When the mind isn't completely free.

What must I do,

I ask of you

To keep myself from drowning.

All the while, I try to reach and grow

But am held back by something quite well known.

'Reality'

My life seems strangled beyond repair,

Too many rules to go by

And too much to worry about to care.

Slowly, I let myself drown

Giving up what I want for what's logical

And knowing that I'll never be happy.

"Don't let it beat you down"

My dreamers side tells me.

Let what you love flourish and grow untainted.

Society may tell you what they wish,

But dreams are yours to keep

And cannot be stolen.