Painted Dreams
(poems go here) At night I lie awake
Awake Lost in my dreams
Dreams that have yet to appear
Appear in the life of the ordinary
Ordinary dreamer
Dreamer who moves day to day
Day to day she does not break
Break the fabric, the molding of her life
Life that does not change
Change the way we perceive society
Society that undermines inner beauty
Beauty that unravels in my mind
Mind you this blissful feeling
Feeling of what could be
Be the future
Future for me
Me, my dreams
Dreams I will one day paint
Paint to be so alive
Alive so that when I wake
These dreams are my reality
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