Hopeless Dream

Thu, 03/14/2019 - 18:26 -- Cyrus

Why must I imagine the most amazing things that are so far out of reach

 

Can't I grasp these?

If I truely believed?

They say you can always reach them

 

But for these I cannot

They are too far gone

Stupid to say the least

 

Why would she like me?

Of all the people to chase?

I should be the last

 

But I guess she will have to wait and see

Only time can tell

This poem is about: 
Me

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