Inside My Dreams Poem by André Lopes
Inside My Dreams
In my mind i try to hide from another cold winter rainy day.
i wonder where are the trees, the rivers, the hills,
the fields where free man run.
i only see what’s not there,
i only want to be where im not and whith who im not.
i dont think about the truth, i think about riddles.
im a misfit, forever displeased with who i am,
doomed to live inside my dreams,
doomed to be alone and desperate.
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12/14/2024 1:36:17 AM # 1.0.0
ive felt like this sometimes too. excellent job. i love it.