The Life I Cannot Live

Dragons can breathe fire And soar through fluffy clouds, With me upon their backs I ride Where bullies are not allowed. We fly up to the stars above And once around the sun, But my legs hurt from sitting And now I long to run. So we stop on the moon, My dragon and I, To run around and stretch our legs Until again we fly. We descend again on Earth, Into a lush meadow Where sheep come to cuddle And raise me when I'm low. Their wool is soft and comforting So I rest upon it my head. The illusion shatters now, As I sit up in bed. I rise from sleep And dread the day Because I know What He will say. I go to school to face my fear And hope that I can stand, Only to be pushed down again By the meanest in the land. I come home in the evening With bruises and a limp, And am greeted by my father Who labels me a wimp. After further hitting And a new black eye as well, I make my way to my room And hope my eyes won't swell. It's times like this when I think How my life would have been changed Had she not left me all alone To face my father's rage. I pick up my pen And begin to write my deepest desires, Because real life is mearly A dream that backfired.