Poem.

Dreamer

I am a dreamer.
I don’t mean to be a like a superstar.
I don’t look that far.
I do dream.
I means like a good dreams or bad dreams.
Like when you’re asleep.
My mind never stops.
It always think.
I believe in my dreams.
I have a few people on who I can lean on.
Without them.
It can all seem so dim.
We all need someone to talk to.
Wether it’s a dream or reality.
Everyone don’t understand.
Some way or another.
We’ll need them extra set of hands.
Everyone don’t have someone to talk to.
It is a gift to have a friend. (A real Friend that is)
Even if one don’t think so.
When you’re alone that something you’ll know.
It does show.
Life is a present.
With many more gifts to follow.
Even when your feeling hollow.
It will get better.
Just wait and see.
Follow your heart believe in your dreams.
It all can be a dream or reality.
Your heart is your mantality…

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  • mystery61 on Aug 27, 2009

    Well done, I like your work!

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