Sideline Dreamers Poem by Leah Ayliffe

I lay dressed in all my favourite things
All that shines and glitters
When the sunshine hits, glimmering through an open window.
I smile in June
with the dreams of summer
lighting up the sky.
Don't you wanna know why I'm still blue?
I cannot say.
I have no idea how to latch onto the right words,
to form these thoughts and feelings with my docile tongue.
So, my strawberry stained lips stay closed.
I'll let my eyes expose the million secrets stirring inside my head
Like the picture that's worth 1000 words,
It'll never reach anything tangible, anything you can wrap your arms around.
It doesn't make sense,
while I've become used to being confused,
even quite comfortable in the endless state of living unsatisfied,
I still pray for something more clear.
Maybe a diamond, a crystal, where love showers me with true happiness.
I travel the world by dancing, drinking, laughing,
with strangers and friends alike,
and I know I've uncovered a real way of life that I can get down to,
even though I'm sad to the core,
even though my mind is a mess and my heart more.
I still know how to shine and dazzle the crowd with daydreams and a pretty smile,
the shadow of an angel in love with the fire of trouble.
It's the only way I know how to escape,
obsessed with getting as free as you can though we'll always be bound to Earth.
Lost is our Eden.
I still believe in goodness and being kind.
I still believe that you can be whoever you want to be,
as long as you can abandon the constructs and decorations that others have made for you.
Let's keep running,
you and I,
and all the others caught on the sideline fighting to be anything other than what already is.
We got out,
let's run away to heaven, to the gods and goddesses of love.
Real love.