So many things i wish to do
So many places i'd love to see
And more people i dream to meet.
One minute it seems to be moving in the right direction,
And the next, it all just fades away.
Maybe all of this wasn't meant for me?
How could i think something this good could happen?
Everything just seems so far from reality,
And everyone, even though my eyes can see, i can't reach.
But how could i for once even think this was meant to be?
I don't know what to do,
I don't know how to move on,
I've dream't this for so long just to watch it slip away.
But as always, its a dream that fades anytime i wake up.
Sometimes things happen so fast,
That i don't know what is really important to say or do
The wind seems to be moving along with all my plans, nothing stays
And as hard as i try, there's not much i can do but watch as it sways
So what if i don't dream?
And just scream,
Would it make any difference?
Will i be heard?
Or will it just be absurd.
I don't know who i am
I think i'm lost
(Wednesday, January 28,2015, Sheridan Avenue)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your ambitions are thought provoking. go on until you win. They are not simply dreams. they are you. thank you for this thought provoking poem. thank you again