To the Dreamers

We were witches brewing potions from twigs and berries in our backyards Amateur astronomers wide eyed under the stars We were royalty having tea in makeshift tents in our living room floors Children with limitless imagination We were kings of the world Never knowing the existence of locked doors We were told our whole lives that those envelopes were meant to be pushed and when we dared try to live as we dreamed The world said, no They pointed fingers, they laughed, they twisted their faces and turned their backs They cursed and accused, insulted and abused Those that gave up on themselves to live miserable lives want others to suffer as they suffer but don't you dare do that Keep following your heart , stay living true Keep being artists, writers, dreamers, dancers, creators Saints, you all Keep giving the world your brilliant fantasies and vivid colors All of us are needed to weave the most perfect tapestry Keep being beautiful you