In Spite of The World

I woke up from this dream to find that I was sleeping
So I went back to sleep and I dreamed I was awake.
I locked myself inside but you were on the outside
I stood outside and watched but I couldn't let you in.Maybe you could see inside yourself.Wrote a letter to myself, but I couldn't bare to send it.
So I tore it up and wrote a letter to a friend.If only you could know that growing up means letting go
Maybe then you'd grow up by yourself.