Me Being Me Poem by Kasia Fedyk

Circus lights please;

I am a dreamer
I have to admit
they take me away
and I sail

Unto some distant places
yeah, I can travel light
would not have it any other way

My energy of dreams
is like a satellite
transmitting
something, somewhere
exploding with ideas

One day I may be blind
it does not matter
I keep dreaming

Next day
one of my eyes is opened
and I see more
I keep dreaming

And so on..
now
all my eyes
are opened
I keep dreaming

What are dreams
but not a soul whisperers
I keep dreaming
but of course

Would not have it any other way

Circus light on please.