Dreams Poem

Dreams are one thing, my mind is another, trapped inside a pool of anti reality, stuck in society wishing dreams would come true, stay withen the blue and not in the dark, heart cold as misery because im trapped, wrapped inside a egg shell waiting to explode, knowing that if i dont do something soon my soul will go, rest assurred that this aint the best for me, ill take in consideration that the road will go ahead of me, and travel thus far to another beyond, distance to another populas with population where i can socialize inside of the zero nothing in my room, this life is a put in by my silence and inept desicisions, whats been given has been lost from lot of counter-sarcasim, dont think for once you can shine without life, because once gods thiers it'll make you think twice and shine forever