Maybe, soon, when we're done with all of this reality, it will be cool to not be cool.

The world will work in reverse and our daydreams will become our nightmares.

Perhaps, then what we don't understand now will be understood.

One can only wait, because in reality, if we wait, it will come.

And maybe, our dreams, of being that girl and being skinny and wanting to have a boyfriend and friends who care about you existing, maybe they will not be dreams anymore, but our reality.

Then what, what do we dream for then?

I just don't want to be alone, that is all I ask.