My Dreams
Seeking for an dream that doesn't wanted to be caught,
So smart, in every single aspect of life,
Knows the games to play it cool.
Searching for an answer that I can't find,
Tears running down here and there,
When it rains it's pure.
She speaks with her wild heart wide open,
She is going crazy loosing her ways,
While her dreams keep on running away from her,
Tears are running down her cheeks,
She cannot focus to keep her head up high.
Copyright © Shirin Neshat | Year Posted 2009
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