by Noise Pollution

When I dream, I imagine myself at the center of the universe. Everything can go wrong around me, but I always end up okay. I manipulate everything around me, and I am in control. Nobody can hurt me, and I can do whatever I want. I can date my crush, I can yell at my ex, and I can jump so high that I can see the tops of trees.¬†Everything is perfect. I wake up into a world where none of that is true. My crush is dating someone, I have unresolved feelings about my ex, and I remain chained to the earth by gravity. Every time I wake up, I desperately try to fall back asleep, in the hopes that I can leave this place behind again. It always slips away from me, and I am stuck here again. And I’m alone.