I was in the middle of a dream.
I was writing a poem in the dream.
I think I remember it.
It went something like this.
I want to dream about what I want to dream about.
I want to realize what I want to realize.
I want to realize that my dream is not a dream.
I want to realize that I've been playing a game my whole life.
I play every time I dream.
It's a game called, "It's Only a Dream."