Our Lives
What if this world
Was only a dream?
Something that couldn't
Actually be seen.
What we presume
To be living Is all just a lie?
If that is so ,could we fly?
Look back on the moments
And think to yourself
Am I basically sitting
On an old, wooden shelf.
Or should I just keep
My thoughts
Locked up inside
Where they cant be seen by
Your eyes
Copyright © Nicole Ussery | Year Posted 2015
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