My dreams,
They mean something
But they’re really rare
My nightmares ,
They seem nothing
But they give me a scare

In one I almost died
In the other
I managed to live
In the third one
I successfully complied
To what seemed to be

Its funny isn’t it?
How imagination risks so much
We start thinking about
Whom to trust?
Life is a game for our minds
And Dream’s the final touch