Potery of Dreamer
I sit and wonder why life has passed me by
I dream of a place where nothing is still
A dreamer,my dreams are so vivid
As tho their real
I feel so alive while dying
Dying inside for I know life is real
you see my smiles but never my tears or fears
You see my pictures a poetry of me of whom I shall be
but in reality that's not me
I dream of that person every night
So filled with laughter
Joy
Hopes of tomorrow with no sorrows
A dreamer of love that's strong and never along
For am just a dreamer
But in reality am me
A poetry of a dreamer
WRITTEN BY HEN POETRY OF A DREAMER
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Copyright © Henretta Daniel | Year Posted 2015
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