Wishful Thinking

I wish people would take the time to appreciate details, the way the sun looks in the morning, the way the trees change color, the breeze on a cool day, the way the moon looks at night Everything is so beautiful yet I feel so trapped I wish I could become the change in seasons I wish I could become the stars The moon The sun Just watching as humans go about their circular daily rotations Everyday is the same It’s suffocating I wish people dreamed like I do, The world would be better if there were more dreamers I’m so tired of monotony I want to be one with nature I feel so connected with it that I cry for it’s cause I think I can control the rain Wishful thinking I’ve always been a wishful thinker in a world made to destroy wishes I don’t know the people I used to I wish we were still kids All we needed was wishful thinking I wish I was back when everything was new And undiscovered And uncharted And tangible Back when all I had to worry about was the next adventure Everyone is growing up too fast I don’t know them anymore I don’t know anyone anymore I wish I didn’t feel like every second is slipping past me And most of all I wish I didn’t feel guilty about it I want to find something new I want to go back when I still loved school When everything was new And undiscovered And uncharted And tangible Now I feel like I’m suffocating I wish I could be in between I wish I could be new and old, Wise and whimsy, Logical and dream Dream like Dream bound Dream made I am the dreamer The explorer And the voyager Tonight I am weary But I long for the day my soul goes home Take me home