Crushed Dreams

Humans,
so simple and predictable,
this is what i never wanted to be.
Clouds,
so emotionally open and free,
that is what I dream of being,
open and beautiful,
free and never holding back.
When I stop and think,
I look up at the clouds and cry,
because they are what I I dream of,
but once again my dreams are crushed.





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DaydreamBeliever This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Sept. 25, 2010 at 11:35 pm
 I love that :):)
 
elisianicole101 said...
Sept. 20, 2010 at 10:14 pm
ok so i didnt mean to put that 2nd "I" there(: lol
 
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