November 14, 2008
I Dream
As big as the sun in the sky
Drifting to a place where success
I Smile
As wide as the ocean
Riding any notion that ever caused
your mind to doubt
I Color
With only a pencil and paper
Becoming the narrator to my life
I Sleep
When life gets to much to bear
Turning into a rare sight to many
I Cry
In my safe place
Staining my pillow as red dye to a
blank space
I Long
To be someone other than me
Transforming into a mirror image of
the next person I see
Seek shelter from myself
Because I conformed and now I'm
someone else

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