Dreams of others

Sitting at a cafe downtown. I am with some great people whom I have the greatest pleasure call my friends. Its a little after midnight.

We are talking about people and their dreams. Our dreams and others' (theirs').

Stealing from others, money laundering, and dreams...

Our dreams and theirs'...

We are a small minority- an island of reality in an ocean of liars, thieves and others.

I am thinking of our future and theirs. Ours full of dreams and theirs full of lies. And what I realize is that others don't have dreams because they don't care of their future. Because their future is not about achieving and fulfilling. Its about stealing more and more and more.

Our dreams and theirs'...

There is a big gap, a clash of ideas with others (their ideas). Their future is dark, ours is... Don't know... All I know is that we have dreams. And they are ours not theirs...