Real

Dreamed.
I once dreamed.
I once dreamed I was in a place where I was the Princess.
Almost Queen.
The trees were green, like in the Stories.
Life was a beautiful thing.
But one day, the Dragon came by my room
and took me Away.
And with one fiery breath, I was Gone...
Under the covers of my bed again?
These posters, these clothes...
Too realistic, too familiar...
Was it All really a dream?
Another night, I was running down a dark Alley
With an Ally of mine.
She was my Sister; not by blood,
But by Love.
We did almost everything together,
from eating Noodles to playing video Games.
But She came by.
Ooh, did She come by...
And she had a gun.
And with this gun, she threatened the only happiness I had,
Threatened to take Her Away.
If I didn't join She in her little Games...
Her and She fought for me,
For my freedom...
My imprisonment...
For my life...
Or my Sister...
What could I choose?
Would I be selfish, or alone,
Eaten out by fake friendship?
My life for Hers? 
Her life for Mine?
I couldn't decide...
And in the moments of my indecisive predicaments,
She took Her Away
ArounfthecornerdownthestreetinthebushesanddarknessandsuddenlyallIheardwas
BANG!
And She was gone...
My Sister...
Was...
...
...
...
Gone...
But, so was I.
Gone to world that was in pitiful existence.
Tears running into the fibers of my pillows and fake animals...
Fake animals in a real world...
Shouting various languages, in Silence...
...
Silence...
Was it All really a dream?
Sometimes, I like to think that my dreams were alternate realities
That I gave up for this...
This...
What is This?
What...
Who...
Am I?
If I wasn't the Princess...
The Indecisive, 
The Lost, The Wounded,
The Eaten and Throw About...
Then who am I?
Where am I?
My castle is gone...
My Sister was gone to begin with,
And all I have left is the Pillow
And the Animals shouting words in pure
Silence...
Maybe I'm wrong about this...
Maybe This is a Dream.
A Dream? Will I
Wake up, someday,
Crying into a pillow made of
Realities that lie to themselves?
Where... am I?
Who... am i?
Maybe...
Just Maybe, I will wake Up tomorrow, and find that I
am the Princess...
Or the Dragon...
Or Maybe...
Maybe, I am so small, so insignificant, so catastrophic, even...
That I will be nothing, at all? 
Dream...
Dream, find me, and Make Me
Real...