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."