Sometimes I Dream

sometimes i dream of things that seem unnessesary things i wish i had and my heart pains at the joy i think.. i will posses if i acquire these my mentality blinding that which i can really see and my stubborn mind refusing to believe it my purpose is fuelled by hope the undying passion i have to succed and the hunger to make my point clear my endurance..my hope i cannae give in for this is my LIFE my reason for existence the centre of what i am i refuse to believe i am free for i AM trapped by who i am enclosed by who i want to be but not even free to become that i refuse to say i am lucky for i AM blessed i disagree with those who shout i am lazy for i have worked hard i willnot recognize the existence of my family for i cleary have none my tears of sorrow mean NOTHING to them my endeavor is just a tale told by all idiots such as i they fit in,where they benefit i shallnot say..i am perfect or my life is, its not i willnot fool myself to think.. i have friends i have mere acquantances i cannot ignore the fact that i HAVE cried.. for i have tasted my own tears i have felt pain for my heart has ached but BEST of all, i have laughed i know the pleasure of joy the fond presence of pride has accompanied me.. all my life but the misery of life and its challenges has always overshadowed it i have learnt not to let pain rule my life society might not care i do....