Futile

I feel like all I do these days is dream
I live in the real world but my soul resides in a place that isn't real
Filling my life up with things and possibilities of a reality that can only exist in the confines of my mind--I become so lost in this dream cause the me that I am would surely remove himself from this planet... and I can't let that happen
But I can't live in a dream because to dream I must be asleep and walking around zombified is no way to live a life
I can't reach my dream if I stop
But I'll cease to exists if I dream too much
Conundrum
So I'll leave the world behind just one last time
Maybe tomorrow my dream will be mine
I feel like all I do these days is dream