Save me from this dream dream

A girl stuck in her daydream,
A mask on her face, though it seems
So fake, so barren,
She says she’s fine, with a smile,
A laugh, though we know she’ll
never last, past her eighteenth
birthday, perhaps that night would be
her last

She cries, she screams
Though she’ll never dream
of something good,
something that she should
“Save me from this dream.”
I don’t ever want to leave