Scary how dreams are capable of making themselves so real

I don't know how is it possible to having two sides of the same person.
I've had enough, seeing you switch among them.
You're like the weather, ever so unpredictable.
It may rain, or the sun might shine brightly.
It had never been easy, guessing your next move, next words, or even next mood.
Can your actions be more fair?
People don't utter a word, not because they think you are right,
they are just too tired, to even try to care.

Dreams behind, reality ahead.

Hey.
School again.
I was already dozing off for the last 2 periods.
Can't stand such a long day.

It was so sudden, that it left me confused.