The Candle
I live in a world of dreams
I live in a world where illusions are turned real
I live in a world where good can be turned into the best it can be
This is the reality
This is the truth of my heartbeat
This is how it was meant to be
Nature always thinking ahead of time to set a place for me
So why should I merely exist when I can dance to the beat
Why be imprisoned by reality when I can be the Master Mind of it
I woke up to find the candle of my life already lit
Many would think that limits to merely shed light
But I will ensure to shine as bright as only a candle can
There is so much potential in me, as much as I care to believe
Hey! In fact I can exude so much heat
And with it I will melt the bounds that bar me from realising my dreams
Copyright © Wiseton Prins | Year Posted 2011
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