Nightmares and Dreams
We turn back
Looking for our memories
The world is silent
Our minds disaster
Our thoughts are haunted
With the silent memory of yesterday
At other points, they are blessed
By the dreams of tomorrow
And we see ourselves
In a mirror of our lives
What do we see ourselves as?
A monster?
An angel?
Or just a person
Waiting for an answer?
We turn back
Looking for our memories
The world is silent
Our minds disaster
Our thoughts are haunted
With the silent memory of yesterday
At other points, they are blessed
By the dreams of tomorrow
And we see ourselves
In a mirror of our lives
What do we see ourselves as?
A monster?
An angel?
Or just a person
Waiting for an answer?
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