I remain undecided by thinking of the past
Between Struggles of reality and a dream that will forever last
Why would I choose to endure the pain of before
When I've got a page of colors willing to offer more
Few days ago I was in a mess
A book with the longest stories but no pictures at all
My life just went on and I couldn't care less
Waiting for me to crack, ready to fall
Few days after, less tears were shed
Living inside the dreams of my dreams
Everything was flying and singing inside my head
I was quite a loon, but i was redeemed
And now I wake up with thoughts of query
Of which I should choose; the dream or the reality
I could live in horror with uncertainties of a better life
Or be in the most beautiful world where I'd forever strive
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
lead and ride your dreams..............well written rossane