An existence

Waking up from life
into the void of my dreams,
reminds me of the wills I have
and makes me live the dreams
I've created while awake.

Is it better to live in dreams
and survive in life?
Or would it be worthier dying
and getting rid of my cries?

Talking to you sends me to my own world
full of beliefs and ideas,
and yet I feel like real life has it's meaning.
Eventually, so, I get a kiss from your ghost
and feel like my dreams are good enough for a living
and that living is just an ilusion between my dreams.

Is it better to live in dreams
and survive in life?
Or would it be worthier dying
and getting rid of my lies?

Would you really mean the words
you whisper in my mind?
Cause I do think it's just my imagination
that keeps trying, harder and harder,
to make me believe I'm what I'm not:
a real person; an existence.