Dreams

People do different things when they are bored.
Some might sing, some might dance,
Some might even do chores!
But I do something very different I stare out my window and dream of the future
The good, the bad,
the happy, the sad.
I dream of my family and my friends,
Living happy lives all the way to the end.
And as for me, I’ll never know
Because life will take me where it wants to go.
But sometimes I do wonder,
‘What will become of me? ’
So my friends say,
‘Life is just a wonderful mystery.’
Nobody can predict the future,
No one can tell if it will be a time of torture.
When the rain comes down, your emotions sink
You feel like you need to think
‘Will all that really happen to me?
Or is it just what I hope it’ll be? ’
Sometimes, things can be a little confusing at first.
But that won’t stop life’s twists and turns.
After all,
Life is hard and then you die…