What if we all were just dreaming? 
Everything we feel, see, hear, is just apart of our dream.
And one day we wake up, and what we thought was real would be gone?
Maybe we actually live in a world were pokemon does exist, and the people we know we really don't.
And well, we've only been asleep for a couple of days.
And we're not actually best friends with that blond chic at school but instead with that red-head guy next door,
who happens to be a twin and his sister and you are also friends.
You are actually in love with that twin, and not with the guy who didn't
even acknowledge your existence for 5 years.
I don't know.
Just what if. 
But you see, I'm not so normal, so. Ignore this--