I am the Dreamer

Who finds safety

In the infinity of imagination

Where I have safe haven

From the darkest reality

 

I am the Realist

Who finds shelter

In the hands of rhyme and reason

Where I have sanctuary

From my evilest thoughts

 

I am the Futurist

Who finds promise

In the endlessness of tomorrow

Where I can be cleaned

Of the mistakes of yesterday

 

I am the Sentimentalist

Who finds warmth

In the memories of yesterday

Where I am blind

To the consequences of the tomorrow

 

I am the Loner

Who finds strength

In the solo of emptiness

Where I am safe

From the harm that comes from a broken promise

 

I am the Socialist

Who finds love

In the family of community

Where I am above

The weakness of a lone stand