Even in Dreams…
I was in a room full of people.
There seemed to be a celebration going on.
Of a friend’s? A relative’s? Not sure.
I was just there, invited.
Everyone was happy.
I was then asked to give a speech for the celebration.
I wondered, “Why me?” But I went on anyway.
I stood at the podium and started talking.
It doesn’t seem that people were taking interest on me, so I said whatever I wanted to say.
Not about the celebration but about something else.
Nobody cared anyway. Everybody was so into their private conversations. They took no notice of me.
Then one certain topic came out of my blabber.
I then started crying.
I broke down. I cried and cried. My heartfelt sadness overflowing.
I then woke up.
I woke up with tears in my eyes.
And then fell asleep again. A dreamless sleep.
