Enchanted
When I’m awake...
My feelings are never seen.
My voice is never heard.
My ideas blocked by barrier that won’t break.
My eyes see darkness and hate.
My heart filled with sorrow and pain.
what is my escape?
My escape is when I dream.
My feeling heightened and cared for.
My voice empowering those who lie low.
My ideas leading innovation.
My eyes see love and life.
My heart feels free and pure.
I am enchanted when I dream.
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