Wake up

They say to
wake up,
smell the roses.

Why wake up
when you tell me all
my dreams are pitiful?

When I'm asleep,
you say I can do it,
I can sing, model, dance, write, everything.

When I'm sleeping,
these scars aren't here
and everyone knows me.

Then I wake,
and only the monster shadows of my room
say I can.

Being awake reminds me
I'm not even known
to anyone.

It's another reminder
that I'm reaching too
high.