no,

my dreams are mine, and mine alone.

i don't think you understand the gravity of their power.

they are the river that moves me away from who i've been.

i could never be a better person without them.

they are the love song i will follow into the darkest corners of reality.

they are the reason i always have one foot in front of me

and i can't let you take that willingly.

despite what you think, these dreams keep me alive.

they give me hope to find a better night

than the one i walk through every day -

and again, i respectfully decline.

they are not for sale, and even if they were;

my dreams are not worth a dime to you, sir.