The Dreamer

I called myself a realist,

But truth I would resist,

I woke up from this dream

Trapped in reality.

I said I was a thinker,

The rules I did consider,

And passed the tests a breeze,

But failed on all my dreams.

And then I thought "the giver",

My heart, my lungs, my liver,

I'd give my life to please,

But only in my dreams.

The realest, thinking giver,

A reckless, daft believer,

I'm none of this it seems,

Except for in my dreams.