Teen Poetry #8 |
What Dreams May Come |
StolenDreams Junior Member
since 2008-01-22
Posts 11Virginia, USA |
Alright so here I sit just widdling away; Waiting and waiting for another new day; Just wondering and thinking for a long long time; To wake to the sound of my alarm bell's chime; This life must be fake, maybe a dream; Nothing is right or as it may seem; In this dreamworld or nightmare; Where all falls apart and no one will care; To see tears roll down your unhappy cheek; Because of a goal unmet and feeling so weak; I offer you happiness and lots of laughter; Except the fact is there is no happily ever after; Dream for a bit longer my child in pain; Dream so that you might become more insane; Yet before your eyes your dream turns to hell; But right as it ends you hear this annoying bell; Now, open your eyes to this world of hate; Where acting and faking is your best trait; Move on to your routine to start the day; Where we all owe something like its a bill to pay; But its all right take your time I can wait; Because to dream again is your inevitable fate.... |
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hunnie_girl
since 2006-06-18
Posts 2567Canada |
Now, open your eyes to this world of hate; Where acting and faking is your best trait;~ very nice poem Jesse, really undertood the meaning of it all. Krysti |
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