Dreaming in reality...

I have many dreams.
They never come true, as time flies away silently.
I am lost in the jungle of critics, rudeness, unreachable high expectation...

Dreaming is wonderful, as it brings me happiness.
Reality is cruel, because I am nobody.

While I am building my dream castle,
Loneliness is the created environment,
Music will be the bricks,
Arts act as the decoration,

Dance is the furniture,
Food makes the roof.

Dreams...never die...