Dreamed The Dream Poem by Kay Barcelon

I dreamed of me last night
Of how I dreamed to become
In my dream I was not me
But I was her how I envied to be

I was a picture of perfection
In red silky dress I was flawless
My hair was light and velvety
My skin was unblemished

I was walking and they stare
The women’s eyes are fiery
The men hungered with lusts
A weird fuzzy feeling of thrill

You held my hand with pride
But in the midst of the crowd
I felt naked and unprotected
Stares stick like ice on my skin

The real me struggled to wake up
I tussled until I am out of breath
Waking up in fear but I am relieved
I am not the woman in the red silky dress