To dream, I must lay my head down

Ah yes...
There you sit, so painfully close
Under your false umbrella of happiness.
The threadbare umbrella...
allowing the misery to seep in around,
Obvious to many,
Oblivious to you.

Ah yes...
Here I sit, so inconspicuously close
under clouds of envy and bitterness.
The thick, heavy clouds....
Releasing hateful pressure in exploding downpours
Obvious to me,
Oblivious to many.

Ah yes...
I long to sit among your naive circle,
Through a haze of falsity and wittiness
Dizzy, misleading haze...
Presenting the American Dream, if only a glimmer
Oblivious to many....
Oblivious to me....