my so called dreams

I see the future, my future.
I see it different, bright, my dreams becoming reality.
I do not consider myself a dreamer, not anymore.
I am right in it, my dreams…not yet achieved i have to admit, and looking some days like nightmares.
But everything has now to be constructed, EVERYTHING.
I can start from scratches, i can do it all again.

But i must stay clear, active while patient, faithfull and inspired…otherwise it’s the end of me and my so called dreams.

I see who i will be and at the same time cannot, cause i am not yet created.
I am about to give birth to myself, and that is marvellous.