Futility of a Dream A dream, fleeting and floating A fantasy unwinds from thoughts and doting on all humanity's minds. Is it not better to sleep, to dream than face our world's harsh reality? As graceful as all dreams may seem, they have no substance, no causality. Here in the world, life's full of pain, but accomplishments are earned as are the achievements you gain from the lessons you've learned. The ecstasy of a dream by comparison is tame and disappears as your thoughts churn. From nothingness hollow dreams came, and to that same nothingness they shall return. --- Written by me like 10 minutes ago for no particular reason. (It's 3am lol)
I've considered it. I'm pursuing a minor in vocal production (singing) so I've gone through a music theory course. With over 200 different songs on my list of previously performed pieces, I think I could drum up enough inspiration and guidance to compose a piece or two if I had the time to do so.
