Dreaming Of. Poem by Bailey Burris

Unintelligent words, from an unintelligent mind.
Thinking of simple things that might not even rhyme
Why do I even try, I’ll probably end up a mime.
These words wont reach anyone farther then this line.

I try to hard at everything, and my hopes are far to high
I seem to let my self down, far to many times
But don’t worry, your not worthless, please don’t cry
There’s plenty opportunity here, let your mind fly.

You can reach your wildest dreams they say, only if you try
Well what if my wildest dreams even exceed the sky
No one want to listen, and no one wants to try
My wildest dream are made up of saving man kind

We’re poisoned to believe that selfishness is the way
And when people need a dollar it’s to cozy up their stay
To rotten their body more and to drink away their day
I don’t understand, so this is what I’ll say

If a car ride means a life, then why aren’t we retreating
We should be lining up, instead of keeping them from eating.
“they are scummy and disgusting, they don’t disserve my dime.”
Come on, really? They’re just putting in their time.

Today in church, I heard my pastor say, words of meaning, things I don’t hear every day
In a different situation, in a different kind of hand, if we were born differently we would be just like them
It hit me in the heart, and stung me in the brain, maybe im not useless, I’ve just been trying the wrong thing.

So this is it for me, I wont give up this time
I’m putting in my dollar and putting in my dime
I’m convinced that one day I will change the worlds mind
And all of us together, we will save mankind.