What does a title do but confuse you?
What does it do but hide what's new and different in the world.
I'm waiting for that someone,
even if they can't see that I've changed;
they really take the breath out of me.
That people could be like that,
I'm always dreaming,
wondering if this is love or a dream upon a dream.
A dream to take me away from a reality I don't to believe is true.
Does the light lie to me too?
Hiding what's true by changing its rays of light,
to cover up somethings that I don't want to see?
I guess it's just a dream, then,
cause I'll have no one to ask,
but until then you can be my honey.
And may I be Winnie The Pooh?
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