I'm yzing a poem and....?

omg i'm tired! but what it made me think of is like a reflection in a lake, how the trees point downward... like your life is the reflection, the dream. im not sure that made sense. but its a dream i think, and the life of the dream is as the reflection of a lake. your dream world is like the reflection. sort of the same but not? IDK! i gotta go to bed, my brain is screaming for sleep! sorry if i made no sense!