It feels so real when I slip into my dreams
And see myself swim against the sparkling silver stream
With a tap in the air when I glide through the clouds
It seems so real when the screams are no more loud

As I count all the mistakes that I've ranged
Now reflects the fact of how much I did change
When I switched into the pensive escapade
It let me inhume my tears in cascade

These aren't just lyrics of my waking reveries
It is now the rythm of the ongoing rampant
It costed me my job, stagnated my career
Dissolved my hangouts and isolated my amour
It brought up jinxed updates of my kith and kins
And pinched down my laughs and joy

Despite the shambles I chose to be pragmatic...