Save me from this dream

A girl stuck in her daydream, A mask on her face, though it seems So fake, so barren, She says she’s fine, with a smile, A laugh, though we know she’ll never last, past her eighteenth birthday, perhaps that night would be her last She cries, she screams Though she’ll never dream of something good, something that she should “Save me from this dream.” I don’t ever want to leave