Dreamgirl

Are you merely a vision, or fanciful delusion? Did my mind just create what I needed to see? Through optical illusion or aural confusion, a trick of the light makes you seem real to me. Rip me out of my depression and subdue the aggression. If you can, If you exist; Break my chains, make me free. I scream in my obsession that I ask but one concession. If I dream, let me dream! For all dreams wake, eventually.