a light goes on in a office block
and a dream pops into my head
then the light goes off
and the dream is dead
i walk down the street
and i look into a shop window
and the sun is shineing
but im the only one with out a shadow
the morning alarm
and its just not fair
because i was just dreaming
i was walking on fin air
i fail at this
i fail at that
i wish had a pet
but i lost my cat
i am a dreamer
but ever act on my dreams
my life is a dump
so it seems
heh, that reminds me of me. The dreamer always wishes for a better life then what they have. My life is boring so i wish for adventure, but when it comes i shy away. i know where you are coming from. i like your poem. Kat, =)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
well that sucks.....very nicely done....very sad but life can be very sad....well done 10++