Dreams Without You Are Nightmares Poem by Airohng Liebe

Making my dreams take flight
Was always a dream of mine.
I never denied myself the opportunity
To write, to act, to sing.
I grew up in an embracing environment
Where I could be what I wanted.
So why can't I make up my mind?
So many possibilities,
So little time.
I could paint the sunset every night,
And sketch away the days.
I could lock myself up with a pen and paper,
Just writing the hours away.
I could make my way to Broadway
WIth characters and music galore.
I could sing some opera's aria-
I don't think I would ever be bored.
I could be a famous psychiatrist,
'Feelings' the name of my game.
I could be the President,
Putting the male ones to shame.
I could be whatever I want,
I know this much is true-
But I can't decide what I want to be
Besides always right here, with you.