I wish I wasn't so bad
The story
I wonder why sometimes,
My dreams are better than reality
They feel so very very real,
You can never question their verity
I was in a cafe in my dream,
It had Helluva Boss merch although I'm not a fan!
But being with mom and my brother,
It felt like it was a really good plan
I was in the mall with mom and my brother,
Buying all sorts of figurines and toys
I had so much fun in the store
Me, hanging out with the boys
I was in the assembly hall,
All my friends were all tight-knit and close,
All grinning and talking over,
In the hall, it grows and grows
I saw my friend, he looked so boyish
It made me smile, how joyful he was,
I saw my dearest friend with me,
Being together, I didn't have to pick at straws
It was so good until the moment I woke up,
Mourning the sort of social life I could've had,
My friend didn't leave the school, him still here,
My closest friend, even more closer with me,
I wish my actual self wasn't so bad.
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Dreams really can feel so incredibly vivid, can't they? It's like your mind finds a way to give you what you're longing for without the limitations of reality. I had a dream once where I was at this incredible concert with my best friends, and it felt as real as if I'd actually been there dancing. Do you find that these dreams inspire you to make changes in your waking life or maybe spark ideas about how to create similar experiences with your mom and brother? 😊
I don't know, after waking up I felt so disappointed with myself because outside of family, I only really have one person, one friend. Everyone else seems to be leaving or not caring as much.
It sounds really tough to feel like people are drifting away. I totally get how one great friend can mean the world, though. It's hard not to feel discouraged sometimes, but maybe there's a chance to reconnect with others? Sometimes the little moments and efforts can surprise us.
sometimes it feels like those dream worlds are just teasing us with what could've been, right? i get that longing for things that aren't there in reality. it's almost like they hit this perfect mix of nostalgia and wishful thinking. i used to dream about playing baseball with my dad even after he moved out, and somehow it always felt more real than anything else. waking up is the worst part because you're left facing what's missing or different IRL. idk man, maybe those dreams push us to make some changes or at least enjoy their version of happiness while we can.
I felt so pleasant while I was dreaming. When I woke up, I felt so empty and upset with myself because in the end, no matter what I do, I can't ever be as social as any other girl in my school. I can't ever make as much memories no matter what.
i get that feeling, it's tough. but just because your social life isn't like others doesn't mean you're doing anything wrong. everyone's journey is different and unique, and sometimes it takes longer for things to fall into place. give yourself a break. maybe start small by reaching out or trying new activities that feel comfortable for you.
bro, you're living too much in your head; dreams can be wild and all, but why not try making new memories IRL with the people around you?
Dreams can sometimes create these perfect worlds that reality just can't match. I remember dreaming about a childhood friend, and in my dream, we were inseparable again. Waking up was bittersweet because it reminded me of how much things have changed.
I felt the same as well. I just felt like I was better there, but now I don't feel...good. Like, good enough.
I get it. Reality can suck sometimes, especially when dreams make everything seem perfect. It might help to figure out what you feel you're lacking and try focusing on improving those parts in real life.
Dreams can be a double-edged sword sometimes! They paint these vivid pictures that make reality seem so mundane; it’s frustrating, isn't it? I mean, it’s like your subconscious is mocking you by showing what could be, even if it's just fictional. That being said, maybe it's possible that dreams are highlighting desires and aspirations you have in the real world? Getting to the root of why these specific dreams occur might help bridge the gap between dreamland and real-life satisfaction. Just something to ponder about.
dreams can definitely mess with your head, right?? 😅 it sucks waking up just to realize it was all a dream. you end up wishing reality had those same happy feels and connections. makes you think about what you want for yourself in real life tho... like maybe there's stuff you could do to make some of those social vibes happen???
dreams can be a comforting escape, but basing your reality on them isn't always helpful. it is important to remember they're just figments of our imagination, not an accurate measure of life's potential or real social dynamics. relying heavily on dreams might lead to feeling dissatisfied with reality and you kinda risk neglecting the positives in your actual experiences. try focusing on tangible relationships instead rather than being haunted by what-could-be fantasies. life might not be as seamlessly gratifying as dreams, but it holds its own charm if you look closely enough.
Maybe dreams kind of reflect our inner desires that life hasn't quite lined up with yet.
But isn't reality worth experiencing despite the dream-like allure?
Seems like you're going through a bit of the ol' "grass is greener on the other side" syndrome; dreams have that sneaky way of making everything seem just right. But here's a reality check: maybe it's not about being as social as everyone else or having a million friends; sometimes having one solid friend is enough to build some strong, supportive relationships. Plus, your family connection is golden!! keep nurturing those ties and see where it leads you!
I totally get it! Just the other day, I dreamed of playing soccer with my brother in our old neighborhood. It felt so real and warm, unlike any actual game I've had in years. Waking up from that was difficult.
Don't forget life has its own moments that dreams can't replace.