To Dream Again
Once Upon A Time
I Believed in Faith
I Believed in All That Was Told to Me
I Believed in the Words Spoken By Others
And I Took Them As My Own
My Own Voice, My Own Thoughts
Were Drowned Out By The Words of the Masses
I Am No Cinderella
And I Have No Fairy Tale Ending
I Grew Up into Reality
And I Shut the World Out
Anger and Hatred Came Over Me
My Eyes Saw Only the Darkness
My Mind Refused to Acknowledge the Lies I Had Been Told
And I Ignored the World
Slowly, I Opened My Eyes
But I Only Saw Red
I Took My Vengence Out on the Papers in Front of Me
On the Skin of my Hands
I Plastered my Words of Vengence and Hatred
All Over those College-Ruled Sheets of Paper
I Took the Pain I Felt From Being Betrayed by Humanity
And Flowed it Through the Ink of my Pen
Onto the Paper Before my Eyes
I Kept These Words to Myself
These Lines of Despair
It Gave me Solace Within my Mind
It Allowed me to Find my Peace
It Allowed me to Dream Again
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