dreams

i have had dreams that made me cried,
i had dreams where i watch you die!
But in every dream i cant seem to find my way home
every dream i sit alone no love, no hate nothing that makes me great
every dream i am pale and lost all faith
i see lakes and the sea, but never a soul!
I am often homeless begging for food
i use to think i knew what dreams were for
as i wrote poetry and you begged for more."