What if it’s all a dream? One in which after you die, you wake up in reality.
A dream in which you were born in a country that some poorer countries are better than. A dream where there are social media platforms where people terribly hurt people with words because of little mistakes.
A dream in which humans, created to be good, acts so selfish and doesn’t give a fuck about your feelings.
A dream in which you love someone so much and the person doesn’t give a fuck about you getting hurt.
A dream in which people who claim they love you, gives up on you and won’t try “as much as possible” to never leave you.
What if it’s all a dream? A dream where if you die you, you wake up in reality.
The reality where a country really blessed with natural resources isn’t poorer than countries with lesser. The reality where there are social media platforms where people feel at home.
The reality where humans created to be good, are good and are making sure they don’t make you feel worse, if not better.
The reality where you love someone so much and the person will never hurt you, or at least when you tell them they’re hurting you, “they stop”.
The reality where I love you, you love me as much, and we remain together forever because we’ll never give up on making things work.
Now,
what if that’s the dream.
What if the nightmare is the reality? What if you’re stuck in it? Do you take a leap of faith and try to escape it by waking up? Or do you continue living in it?
What if it is all a dream, a dream in which after I die, I wake up to the reality that I’m dead.
What if, what if?
