If We Could

If we could Soft voices strong demeanor too many choices is it worth bleedin’ until forever afraid of commitin’ misdemeanors if we could I would but we can’t be happy to turn reality into fantasy Enchant… if I went I couldn’t come back guilty consciences speak loudly not worth losin’ my sanity cause sanity loves me and only me as I sit here and daydream… we sit under beautiful shady trees with a slight breeze… picnicking to the sound of hmmm… Miss Italy Tha Poetress singing wonderin’ what you’re thinkin’ I look you in the eyes and I’m completely mesmerized there’s somethin’ about this fly boy that keeps me hypnotized I lean in to kiss you and then I realize… that I’m blinded by lust that we can’t… even if I must that I ….am not the only one my sanity taps me on the shoulder and wakes me up from daydreaming the reason for fantasy being fantasy… is so that I could still be me loving my sanity and living reality like I should endlessly Written by Aleasha Martin