The Story of a Dreamer

What a dreamer dreams,
is what doesn't happen,
what a dreamer thinks,
is what isn't real,
an all powerful image,
an omnipresent personality,
a powerhouse,
a magician,
a savior,
loved by all,
adored by all,
a superhuman without faults,
no shortcomings,
no weaknesses,
a man who can solve every riddle,
every problem,
a pure godly creature,
the one who can fly,
part the river,
can get the things done in seconds,
a bright face,
a muscular body,
shiny hair,
glittering eyes,
ears so alert,
posture so straight,
skin loved by sun rays,
legs and torso a perfect match,
and when he speaks,
you want to be with him,
make him your friend,
to get his attention all the time,
to get connected with his fame,
to reap benefits of such a contact,
and then the story of agony begins.

You are now attached to a dreamer,
a person so weak,
so lacking the knowledge,
so naive and irritating,
a man who is so not cool,
a frustrated idiot,
the king of fools,
a person of flippant attitude,
an inept nerd,
a useless creature,
a crude human,
brought from dark ages,
eyes looking at walls,
staring the roof and floor,
ignoring the world he lives in,
and now you know the truth,
you are disappointed,
you are hurt,
you are shattered,
you are devastated,
you are annihilated,
you are demolished,
but
the dreamer doesn't care,
you got to move on,
he will keep dreaming,
the dreams that stop him,
discourage him,
keep him occupied in delusions,
can't do neither good nor bad,
an encouragement for stagnation,
a platform for rotten life,
a story imperfectly scripted,
with no logical ending,
with no sizzling element,
an endless story of dreams,
and just a boring story of a dreamer.