Day Dreaming
The impossibilities I think of everyday
The fantasies of my own
In reality, hard to define
I am the girl of several pursuits
Wishing to fight all my demons
In a hope to find solace
Though, I still wait for my prince charming
To abode in a enchanted castle
On the stars, I want to dazzle
There, in the yard, staring hazel
I want to be a warrior
To ride on my own chariot
I am strong enough to fight
But weak enough to face the ridicules
I look myself living a conqueror life
I even look myself as a phantom of my own imagination
I am brave enough to face people
But lie to my own face
Accomplishment is all I want
Perfection is all I seek
My Fascination is all I have.
Copyright © Elinora Brook | Year Posted 2018
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