I Am.

I am.

I am.

But who am I?

A piece of paper in the wind.

A soul without purpose?

No! the wind takes me a drift. 

To find my purpose,

To write my story, 

My own story.

A dreamer full of light,

So sure, can win any fight.

One choice to last forever

Yet one mistake can ruin, soon, never.

A dreamer clouded by fog

holds on to more than a thought. 

The only dream that matters

so many different ladders.

Dreamers climb together 

seeing how much they can whether.

Holding true to one another

forever finding a life together.

Dreamers dream dreams.