Voice of the forgotten dream

"Listen, I whisper forgotten dreams That sold out forgotten theme Things of things seen by other things Can't imagine it's not in reality You feel it, I feel it. We both need it We are still thirsty despite the creativity Your past, I can't justify Your life is undefined You have changed, I see it You have a lot say but can't speak it You knew you had it but left yourself untaught You cry,remembering the sounds you brought Stop, stop. Your stains are clear Who can imagine the danger near I'm clean. You're clean, no you seem I'm the haunting voice of the forgotten dream.