Satire mocks the pixie dust dream
Everyone's making conversation
Hearts are breaking,
It's the sensation
People learn to live for that
I am far away
And I can fly
Through scattered storms,
I am part of the sky
I hope I come home
So I can replace my mind,
Maybe then
I can perform this time
Delusional thought offers success
Sometimes
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Heather, I really enjoyed all of your poems..Julie