The Dream Of I Poem by JOYCE BEH

so peaceful and quite the endless sky
the burden i carry how did it come by after
all i did was a dream to fly

A dream so navie so hug to die
so helpless and weak a dream like it
the world is to big for a dream like mine

to busy with the life's that pass it by
farwell my dream, today i shall die
no longer am i a dreamer 'causes dreams are for the weak

for now a days i wish to dream another dream
'cause forever you seek and question why
so many dreams like you have to die

farwell my dream, THE DREAM OF I! ! ! ! !