dreams.....

i wrote this poem a while ago jus wanted to know ya opinions?

what are dreams are they fantasies
the way we want the world to be
are they premonitions if we believe will they come true
sectret wishes our unconcious makes
that dissapear when dawn breaks
when the concious wakes
aches and breaks into a concious robot like state
try to live without a care
but the world around us makes us aware
sitting alone i start to stare
into the distance in a trance
dreaming for a second
happy for an instant
how lives can change through circumstance
or company
i dreamt that you were here with me
then woke to a cold reality
is it real if it cant be seen?
as real to me as real can be
my dream my wish my fantasy
all make my reality
not head or heart or beauty or soul
without my dreams i wouldn't be whole