Reality leaks in my dreams,
I cannot have or so it seems.
Are my dreams so much to ask,
Or must I always keep them masked.
They never seem so much to me,
A twilight walk right by the sea.
With several friends that I call true,
To gaze upon the sparkling view.
A breath of air in my face,
But I am locked up in this place.
A place they say will teach me all,
But all I learn are words and walls.
I’ve learnt to honey words and deeds,
I’ve leant to lie and sow the the seeds.
I’ve learnt to make opinions clash,
I’ve learnt to quell the teeth that gnash.
But I haven’t learnt to mend my soul,
Against that gnawing darkened hole.
That swallows up my peace and gladness,
And turns them all to fear and sadness.
I bet they can’t teach me that.