gotta remember my dream
things aren't quite what they seem
can't write fast enough
can't remember when
things were tough
no more pressure
no more writer's block
no more wondering
which way to walk
no more wondering
what i'm supposed to do
no more wondering
about you
no more need
to force the words
no need to run
with the other herds
my glass is empty
soon to be filled
and i think of dreams
already fulfilled